Monday, May 16, 2011

Men and Women are mere Actors

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.”

The very famous Shakespearan Quote. I just rephrased it as “All the world’s a stage and all men and women merely actors” .

When I look around , all of us are actors. We wear masks and act different in each circumstance. As a daughter, parent, sister, spouse, friend , colleague, we wear different masks.

The first thing that a child is taught is to act differently in front of guests, teachers etc. So, when these film actors do multiple roles in a film, we appreciate and applaud them. But a child not knowing that he is acting, behaves different with different people.

There is hardly any occasion when we get to wear a mask with which we were born. For me, the real me is the image created by my posts in my blog. Here, I have had no pretensions, no masks and have written as to what I feel and this is who I am.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

As I changed in front of the mirror after getting back from work last evening, it struck me : When was the last time I had looked at myself ?
Over the years, I have distanced myself from my image that today when I stood in front of mirror, it was difficult to recognise. This made me ponder. When did I last look at myself? It might sound strange, but I rarely stand in front of the mirror except for a flash of seconds to apply bindi or for combing my hair. And so, I did not miss a mirror in my last house where I stayed for one year.

Yesterday, this starting line given by my friend to reinitiate me to blogging made me look in the mirror. I could not identify myself with my mirror image. I was trying to interpret my age. I recalled the other day, a lady in her thirties calling me ‘aunty’. Do I look that old? It is very easy to pin other’s age at the look of their face, but I could not do to my own face.

Probably not looking at the mirror regularly, has given me a bulging tummy, wrinkled face and weight. Though it has its disadvantages, I feel that not looking at my image has had its own advantages. I did not get to look at the wrinkles or my worn out face. I still am young as I feel.