revisited

underneath piles of magazines and work-related documents i found a long lost letter which transported me back to a not-so-distant past. it was a prolific letter, a good fictional material. had not been the letter about me and had i not known the author i would give it a two-thumbs up for its mind-boggling yet hard-hitting plot.

looking back it was maddening. the letter depicted me as desperate, delusional, obsessed, paranoid, manic, manipulative. anyone not privy to the events that were taking place the time the letter was written would ask what was i doing outside a mental asylum, that i was a dangerous person better locked in isolation. the letter vilified me line after line after line after line....

i dont know which is which, was it a work of fiction about a non-fictional character which happened to be me? or was it a non-fiction about a fictional character? whatever it was, it did not serve the real purpose why there was that letter in the first place. it might have served the author. whether he was successful or not is beside me now. between the lies...er lines, however, certain truths could be extracted, not about me but about the author.

one's propensity to prevaricate the truth can bring out the literary prowess of a person. if it's talent i wish i had it. alas, i do not possess such fertile imagination and illusion to depict a person so remote from his or her true character.

in hindsight, the letter could well destroy me, my dignity. yes, my pride was bruised but i was able to redeem my dignity. such an effort exerted to put me down and here i am standing still. such extent to ruin my reputation and i gained more respect from others. such lies about me and my true self was revealed. i'm glad i am not one wont to succumb to the temptation of distorting the truth. had i done such i would be rid of self-respect and never regain it, for if it is of my own doing then no one else can give it back to me.

the letter also taught me compassion. sigh, sad are the people who need to resort to telling lies about other people in an attempt to exalt themselves.