She is what I'm not

She is as much a dreamer as I am practical. There are nights she stays up, her thoughts and dreams clouding my senses. Even as the practical me tries to get some sleep, she writes poetry all night — in my head. It runs into volumes at times, and I wake up groggy.

She is the creative one, I’m mundane. When I surprise myself and everyone else, it’s her doing...

She is commited even though I run away. She is honest; gives her all, loves without holding back. I, on the hand, I’m always on the run! Always. All ways.

She is as easy as I am complicated. Make no mistake — she twisted too, in her own little ways.

She listens to strange voices in her head. Replies to all my thoughts aloud. She even startles me with her profound, inane wisdom (Unlike mine, which is comic-born).

She sends up a silent prayer when I am scorning the blindness of God. She makes a wish at shooting stars and fallen lashes, while I turn away and pretend I didn’t see. She believes. And she is still in touch with Willie...

She is efficient. I pretend. She is melting wax while I am made of steel. She speaks to birds and leaves. And flowers and leaves. I walk along shaking my head in disbelief.

I flirt. She holds me back. She dreams. I live those dreams.

She is misunderstood. Hidden. Lost. Unnoticed. And that’s because I don’t let her come out and speak. I suffer too later, as punishment.

She remembers every little thing — cotton candies, stolen kisses, silent tears and a million dreams. And I? I don’t even remember how I had my eggs this morning, boiled or fried.

I like her when she is happy. Like a child. I like the way she laughs. Easily. Unlike my restricted smiles.

She sketches her thoughts on mist-kissed glass panes. She writes when she is spurred by thoughts or dreams. I, on the other hand... Er, I sold my, dreams and words to news reels.

She is every bit the superstar I am not. A dreamer, whose dreams I can’t fathom, Yet, I live them.

She’s Chrissie. My alter ego. And I am one with my duality :--)

--C for samneric.