Sketches of People I Know -- Entry # 2

Date of first publish - 07 April 2009

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I don’t suppose you realize your eyes tell your story very, very vividly.


You’ve spent your years running, escaping, hiding. It’s only in recent times that you have finally come into terms with who you really are. And what innate privileges and duties come along with being the person you were meant to be. You were given tall orders—things you fought off for as long as you could. Reluctance and rebellion do not work, that you figured out the hard way. You’ve spent far too much energy already fighting the force of the inevitable. Now you are at the time of reckoning. You were never asked to pay back, nevertheless you find yourself giving in with surprising willingness.

To surrender, when you were younger and did not know any better, was not even in your realm of consciousness. But your miscalculated moves have taught you that surrender did not necessarily mean the lack of conviction or a harrowing blow on being a smart, able man. Rather, to surrender meant trusting more and loving more.

Your battle scars. Ahhh, your battle scars. You may not have been as gentle and nurturing if not for them and what they mean in your life. You learned things through contrast. That life is tough enough already so you are tender towards those who tread the road with you. You learned that being out in the cold numbs the heart so you spread warmth as far as you could. You learned that the attitude of helplessness leaves you exactly where there is no escape from your shackles. Now, you are expectant of better things to come.

I know you are scared that no one would ever take you to be her man. But look at you. Really, take a good look at yourself in the mirror. I can not even begin to tell you how beautiful you are. I know, someday, you would make one woman feel like she hit jackpot. With that kind of love dying to escape from you? Man, she’s on for the greatest thing that will ever happen in her lifetime.

You did not renounce your being juvenile. You just dusted off after that crazy ride. You decided to rectify the mistakes of the past by facing your demons head on, resolved to never allowing them get the better of you (again). You are not a new man. You’re still you, only better.

Snaps to you, man. Now it’s my turn to accept a couple of things myself… The most important of all is to acknowledge that I cannot move an inch closer from where I’m standing…