Masks

Picture this. You are born into this world.From the moment you are born, you're someone's child. The family is your stage, your parents the directors. You keep playing the role until they decide that you're old enough for a bigger stage. And thus, the drama of school life starts. You feel proud of how well you stay in character. You perfectly play a student, a friend. New directors, producers join the staff in charge of your life. But you feel someone -or something- call out. You ignore it. This continues till you've grown old enough to portray the emotion called love.  Your heart helps you along in playing the character of a lover. The call you once ignored is louder now. It is given no importance. It's time again to step onto a bigger stage- married life. You are to play the role of a daughter, a wife, a daughter-in-law and many more, all at once. The voice calls you again and again. It's tempting to just give in and listen. You don't. Somewhere along the stage, you realize you have become a mother. You love again. The role continues for decades. The call is not heard anymore.

Until, it's time for your exit from the drama. You're lying on a bed, your form withered and frail. The voice is loud and clear this time. It rings with happiness. You listen this time. You close your eyes and listen. 

"Welcome back".