About half a year ago, I put on a tease.
I posted a picture, and made readers to guess whether it's me or not behind those creatively executed photography.
To be frank, I am not ready for the big reveal. But then I can hear a little voice within me telling me that I must not fake a life.
People often say that "Fake it to make it". And sometimes I do wonder how much of the truth being portrayed and how much of the reality is being blanketed. At the surface it may seems fine, but then a dig to the deeper truth, it hurts.
Hurt so badly.
If you live a life of a dishonesty, and you can't even stay true to who you are, then what's the point of your being in this world ? Is there a need for such role in mankind ?
Do we live upon deceptions, manipulations as well as the constant worries to think about excuses whenever being questioned ?
To fake the weaknesses in us or to accept for who you are, in times, overcome it ?
It's your choice.
So here it goes, man of my words - let your imaginations run wild.
|I've actually prepared another piece of picture, but then somehow, this looks more presentable.
Till the very next time, when it hits 40, perhaps I'll post up the picture that was supposedly meant for this entry.