It is a lot of grand finery, big words, colourful display... (like birds scaling and swooping to impress potential mates.) But facades are not meant to last forever. We only do it when we are expected to be on our best behaviour.
Behind that seemingly impressive grace and intellect, who exactly are we? It is what we do automatically for others, that defines the real us. It is who we are, when we think no one is watching. It is our responses when we are stressed and tired. It is our judgement of people.
Perhaps I am just an irredeemable idiot who mentally cuts to the chase.
It is difficult to know what people think about you, because most of them will neither tell nor show it. Even if they would say, it is a completely different matter the extent to which one would trust them. As seen in the recent structured psychological exercise, they take themselves as the yardstick and your strengths and weaknesses are all but relative.
Do we listen? Do we try to fit in? Do we become them? It is a difficult decision we make all the time. But it is all the harder when nearly everyone around you is well assimilated and you start wondering whether are you the one who is being inflexible and anti-social. It even becomes claustrophobic. But as with the word "assimilation", we connect, but only at a risk of losing who we really are. It is important to be social, but not to the extent of merging into a single homogenous blob.
Friday, July 21, 2006
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