The Mask

15 Apr

so i really dont know from where shuold i start wrtings nw … u all know most of my work is realated to luv care realationship friendship etc…. but today i wont be writing abt all dis things ……Its been already a year nw since i am in chandhigarh but it seems that this place has not exepet me yet not even by the people (classmate)……i just want to share with u all regarding my experience over here

so here its goes as m very much extrovert kind of boy so in  starting i tried to comunicate with each and every one in my class with boys and girls both …..but sumtime i regret abt it that i should not have done dis as i was unaware abt the fact  that if u tried to do the friendship with girl is like ur trying on her i mean kya pagal panti hai yaar …….koi friendship karna charaha hai naki he is trying to get into a relationship ……o yes i forgot to mention one thing i belong to the central india a place called Gwalior in  Madhya pardesh  where  i hardly have any friend  who is punjabi so for me  punjabi langauage was very hard to understand kon kya bol kar chala jata hai vo abhi tak pata nahi chalta as its abt to complete a year nw ummm coming back to the point where i was so i juz tried to make friends here but unfortuneatly i end up with none nw every time its feelike standing in a crowd of all stranger …..i have seen many changes inside me nw what i usred to be and what i am there are many thing that really shocked me lyk nything ………all what i can sum up is with these few lines what i was and what i am nw …….

I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside, I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.

Nobody could hear my cries at night
For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
Nobody could see the pain I was feeling
For I designed my mask to be laughing.

Behind all the smiles were the tears
And behind all the comfort were the fears.
Everything you think you see,
Wasn’t everything there was to me.

Day by day,
I was slowly dying.
I couldn’t go on,
There was something missing..

Until now I’m still searching
For the thing that’ll stop my crying.
For someone who’ll erase my fears,
For the person who’ll wipe my tears.

But till then I’ll keep on smiling.
Hiding behind this mask I’m wearing.
Hoping one day I can smile,
Till then, I’ll be here.. waiting.

the thing i miss here most is my younger brother Amit when he is with me i hardly need ny one seriouly bhai teri bhaut yaad arahi hai esp kal jab i was having my bday there was no one with whom i can  celebrate …….it was for the first time in past 23 yr when u were not with me when i needed u most 😦

hope to see u soon bhai missing u so much 😥


Posted by on April 15, 2015 in love


20 responses to “The Mask

  1. ErikaKind

    April 15, 2015 at 7:14 PM

    That’s a beautiful poem. It says it all. I totally understand because that could have been my story as well. But what I learned was:I was not freed because someone took my fear. I had to take off my mask, be who I am and the people that matched who I really am dropped into my life. By then those people dropped into my life who matched the one I pretende to be. You need to be what you want to get.


  2. MichelleMarie

    April 15, 2015 at 11:39 PM

    Someone always hears your cries at night. God does. You are never alone. I know this feeling and have come to see that we are all alone at some point in our lives and that is when we become so much stronger! I pray you be encouraged and gain strength each day! Blessings to you! thank you for visiting my blog! I wish you all the best! 🙂

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  3. dhawan21

    April 16, 2015 at 9:04 AM

    Completely amazing…. Way you pen your thoughts …

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Nimmi

    April 16, 2015 at 12:11 PM

    I can truly understand your pain of being alone…. This awful time will also pass…And you will again reunite with your dear ones 🙂
    Love to you ❤

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  5. stacilys

    April 16, 2015 at 5:53 PM

    Ohhhh, this sounds sad. Writing can be so therapeutic, and it looks like you’ve found that out. I hope and pray that your heart heals soon.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. shambhavi31

    April 18, 2015 at 6:09 PM

    Hey Belated Happy Burrrdayyy! Don’t be sad Ajay. I know the feeling, the one you have mentioned here. Don’t let other people have so much control over you. Loneliness is painful but try evolving yourself. You can’t change others but don’t let them change you. Enjoy your own company. I know it’s easier said than done. But, having faced the same situation first hand, that’s the best thing. After all it’s their loss.

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  7. Shreya Khandelwal

    April 19, 2015 at 12:49 PM

    Nice poem! Sad but lovely 🙂
    Loved the line “To hide my feelings behind a lie.”

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Saya

    April 25, 2015 at 5:43 PM

    beautiful poem..everyone wears a mask..hoping to find people with whom they won’t need to wear it 🙂

    Liked by 1 person


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