Between the lines

To listen is an art. Cause every statement made has some hidden meaning in it, probably not all the time, but definitely many times. It's like the magician's act. You have to keeep looking at the smallest things in performance, to catch the trick.

And believe me, everyone is an performer. And we all plan and act in some point in life. Probably unconsciously. But we know deep down, about the trick, the thing we are hiding while having a conversation. So while following the act, we try to keep it as best as possible, Just like the magic show.

But there's always a smart ass, who'll find your trick. All s/he has to do is observe carefully, and listen. Yeah, just listen. And even the best performance will leave behind some clues. And to pick those clues is an art.

That's often called as reading between the lines. And being grown up is all about that. Cause after a certain age, reading people becomes way more important than reading books. Like the famous heath ledger's Joker say, everyone has got plans and agendas.

But I suppose this art becomes a headache once you master it. Because then, you see the way the world is. But I don't mind people being rude or selfish. That's fine. But things trouble me when people become two faced.

Here's my dilemma. Every time a person acts fake, the person responding has to behave fake. Fun fact is they both will bitch about each other behind each other's back, and both will know about that as well. Yet they'll keep pretending as if nothing is wrong.

This happens with all of us, ain't it? We all pretend to be good, we all reply lies with lies, and then something happens. In the cycle of two face-ness, a part within us dies. The innocent one. Believe it or not, you will find that the person you were 10 years ago would believe people more easily than today. And that's the result of that two faced act.

Too much of truth? Maybe we all are used to read between the lines than truth.

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