Day 6 – Letter to a stranger
When I was a kid my parents spoon fed me with clear instructions about meeting people I didn’t know… ‘Never get into a conversation with a stranger. Strangers are bad, they can be dangerous. Never accept anything from a stranger.. not even a chocolate.’ And those last few words would always break my heart.. that’s a free chocolate bar.. gone.
But with time I experienced how complete strangers could sometimes morph into great friends. People I know today, were strangers not too long ago. Our first few meetings and conversations may have been calculated and hesitant but it’s done wonders in certain cases – to those strangers, I’ll always treasure running into to you!
There will be so many more strangers that I will meet in the coming years. To some it will be easy to talk, in some I may see a potential friend and some will always … well, remain strangers. I may share a lot of habits or hobbies with some people out there and yet never get to know them. Whereas, a stranger and I may have unseen bonds….some sort of an invisible attraction that forces us to get to know each other. I await meeting all of you one day.. and maybe we can be more than mere strangers to each other.
But you, dear stranger, I see you everyday. Yes we meet every day and we spend an unbelievable time together.. but it’s irrefutable how much of a stranger you still are to me.. and probably will always be. With each day you grow, you learn and I sense an extra line of maturity on your face which shall one day turn into a wrinkle. We’ve been so close and yet you surprise me. You surprise me with how you face a new day. You surprise me with what you say sometimes. You surprise me with how you think sometimes. Just when I decide that you are gentle, I find you getting upset over a petty issue. Just when I decide that you have immense faith in God, I find you getting reckless and impatient. Each day that I spend with you somehow bridges the gap that exists between a stranger and someone you know and yet, you surprise me. So I guess this is how it’ll always be. I will continue to discover a new side of you with every passing day. I’m glad I have you, I’m glad we feel the same way and I’m sure one day we’ll be friends….
To confront you seemed impossible
I was told that you don’t exist
But I was sure that you were here somewhere..
Talking to you today, was worth taking the risk..
I wanted to run away from the thought of you
Your existence, from your very being…
But I can’t run away, I can’t ignore you..
Then why try escaping someone you’re always seeing..
Could I turn back and never look at you?
Could I tell you everything that I had ever thought of you..?
How I once felt you were all that I needed
How I had felt your embrace..
How it seemed that there could be nothing better..
Than your being, your faith, your grace..
But I saw your passion turn into a quiver
I sometimes saw you leaping that line of grace
From someone impressive you sometimes turned ugly
With every beat of life, I saw you losing your pace..
You seem so lost, so frustrated, so hollow
And I don’t even know you, then why should I follow
But whether you like it or not I have the option to quit
To leave you behind and move away for a bit
So I came before you for a final goodbye
You, stranger, would you now say something? Something that’s not a lie..
But not a single word came out..
Just a contemptible sigh..
And I felt your swift smile..It was then that I asked ‘why?’..
And stranger, that’s when you told me
I hated how easily you spoke..
You showed me where I was standing
And that’s when my arrogance broke
As confused as I could possibly be, I attempted to look around..
In an empty room, was where I found myself
Lying before a mirror, lifeless on the ground..
An impossible encounter was suddenly making sense..
For the first time ever I looked straight into your eye..
Without any fear and without a clue
And I heard you in clearer words this time
Saying that you’re not a stranger but that I have always been you..