Behavioral Camouflage

Someone commits suicide, and then the close ones to that person get shocked.

No one knows how can this be? Till yesterday, till the last meet, till the last second that guy met someone, everything was fine.

In-fact there was regular discussion, the laughs, everything normal. But suddenly everything turns upside down.

In military, uniforms are used as the camouflage – the striped ones in the jungle, the clean white in the snowy area or respective types are made.

It’s a camouflage to hide, to trick the enemy. It’s really useful in those testing times on the battlefield.

But in real life, these camouflages help people to hide from their own people. Many a times from their self.

The burden of unfulfilled ambitions, the wrong decisions, not able to live up to the expectations of closed ones, many a times of self.

All this we try hide behind the mask of our face.

Always happy, always jolly, the one who is the life of the group, not letting anyone go sad, the most bubbly person in the office these and many masks of camouflage we put on.

We are so shrewd in this game of cheating others and not letting anyone know the reality.

We win this game of hiding self, the self-emotions, but in the end, this win turs into a biggest loss of life.

Whom do we blame for this. Should we blame for self, as we are not able to make relationships, who are not able to identify the sorrow behind our laugh.

Or we on our own created so much barriers, that we don’t let allow anyone to cross it for us.

Or is it like we have decided what’s there with us and want nothing to persuade us from what we have decided for self.

We create so many walls around us and then gradually this kind of negative thinking is the one keeps giving the joy.

This hideous joy, making self, responsible for anything and everything and then push us in the abyss of self-pity.

We keep going down and down in a hole which has no end or the bottom.

We struggle ourselves – this struggle won’t be of getting up and come out of this, but of the avoiding to hit the bottom, try hard to slow it down.

We try hard, very hard and someday something happens and we give in.

No one around us knows, what’s going on as the face mask beautifully camouflaging it.

Finally our act succeeds, we win in deceiving everyone around, we win this game, making self as the biggest loser.

Because nothing stops, life moves on – same way, with or without.

The camouflage mask remains, this time waiting for someone different.