I Stare At The Girl Who Stares Back At Me January 19, 2012
Posted by Akriti Bahal in 2012, Feelings, Fiction, Life, Peace, Sad, Satisfaction.Tags: girl in the mirror, having faith, lonely, mirror image, reflections, woman in the mirror
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Rummaging through the dressing table of my thoughts, fiddling with the hair clips and the barrettes inside the chaotic silver box; searching for that tiny dazzling piece, fishing for an iota of glow and lease which can wash away all the filthy grease; I glance at the mirror. I look at the reflector sitting right in front of me, with a quiescent face much out of haze, gazing at the striking work when light meets its base. It engenders a new soul, which will always remain.
It sees you through when you cry. It hears you, sits with you when you don’t want anyone to pry. It supports you in the scorching Sun, it stays with you in the dark night’s run. When even the street lights fail to ease the plight, it moves along with you in the form of your shadow, so that you don’t lose your way through the seedy plateau.
I stare at the girl who stares back at me. Yeah, the girl in the mirror looking right in my eye with fervor.
Look at me, she says. Do you really recognize me, she surveys. You may think you see who I really am, you may feel you know where I come from. A mere mirror image, is what you call me. But, I am the ‘you’ which nobody besides me gets to see. Now, if I tell you about my part, I’m not just a figure lost in the gloominess of the dark; you can fool the world, but not my heart.
Back in time, you rebelled about the Mask that covers each one of us; trusting your thought, having faith in your insurgent slots, I hoped for more of your adamant chants, if that’s what made you rant. What happened to your expressions now, what blockades them from extruding out? Are they somewhere deep in hiding, or are they just safely residing?
I gaze at the woman in the mirror in amaze, wearing the same mask as me, but with a transparent veil and a higher sage. I utter with unrest, maybe even a little detest, “Who is this girl I see, staring straight back at me?”
I am now, I am you. I am someone that you were to transform and imbue, she expresses with a slight rage as if wanting to come out of the mirrored cage. This time with a saddened look, she shook, I don’t know what lies behind the glassy wall, is it a world where you are forced to hide your heart, or is it something you chose yourself to depart? I don’t know, I just don’t know, but one thing I would echo. There’s a heart that must be free to fly, that burns with a need to know the reasons why, when you keep it beneath a thickened ply.
I scowl as I raise my voice and frown, “Quit or I shall leave. Everybody arrives with their own set of preachings, coming close and then screeching. They know how to categorize and theorize, but nobody really knows how to empathize.”
Her countenance deepened, her brows wrinkled due to the feelings that under went vigorous fissions. And, this time she asked, “Who is this girl I see, staring straight back at me?”
With this she vanished in the hour of commotion, but she still remains with me with the same notion.
Your best post till now Akriti Bahal! Absolutely stunning display of profound emotions though sad but beautifully carved with intense feelings. Though I loved the post and am wanting to fill this comment box with advises of not being so low and sad, but as you said empathizing must be the key to the other heart, therefore I won’t lay any advice but just congratulate you for this amazing, improvised and amazing piece of work which I can even relate to
You use words amazingly young lady! You have it in you to reach the common people and shake them with you amazing piece of emotional epiphany. Keep Writing.
This is your best till now Akriti Bahal! Absolutely amazing flow of emotions with a divine touch of profoundness and feelings. Just loved the rhyming flow you’ve created. Even though it’s a sad post, it forced me to self introspect and imagine a mirror in front of me right away! I know you were very sad while writing this, it shows, but sometimes Akriti you need to choose your way out of the pandemonium around you to make it to serenity. Change will never leave you and most of the times it’ll be a heavy crag on head but what you need to do is find ways to lighten it, and the best way I can think of now for you is to be happy and be yourself. Wear your own shoes and be proud of yourself. That’s all I have to say and it’s what I feel even though I don’t empathize.
You’re a fabulous writer and I must cheer for your improvisation. [Hell Yeah!
]. I wish you a very happy and trouble free life in the coming time and hope that you’ll keep writing these wonderful pieces every now and then to help freaks of the highest degree like me, realize and make a change inside. 
Oh! Thank you thank you Rachit Gupta and AfterLife, such excitements of dual degree?
I’m really glad I could make you picturize a mirror in front of yourself and imagine with it, but it was just your generosity to say so. You are always my inspiration, and I look up to your deep work, that if someday I’d be able to write like you.
You’re a fabulous writer, and people like you turn up to be big names, I’m sure. Keep inspiring abecedarians like me.
Akriti,, very nice post….
Thank you Ruchi
as she replied the girl in the mirror is you.. although the reality can be different sometimes but then I guess it is good to go and stand and ask that person in the mirror the questions.
the ycan sometimes help us to grow and know about us a bit more .. for who can know us the best then OURSELF.
beautiful use of words and had me thinking at places , glad i came over to ur blog , I will learn new things from you ..
Thanks Bikarm, glad that I could make you thinking! Although, most of the post was flummoxed in itself but I agree with your point of asking questions.
Dear Akriti,
I feel speechless! You never cease to amaze me! This is such a beautiful and profound writing even if the rhymes weren’t present. The fact that they were included throughout the entire story (again) is just mind blowing!!! You are so young and TALENTED beyond words.
I adore you and your writing!
♥
P.S. ~ I wish there were more stars for me click than just five!
Your comment always soaks into me. Thank you so much Princess Fiona.
I love your writing and that’s what inspires me.
Very nicely written. Liked the way the post rhymed and conveyed its essence
Thanks Gauri! So glad you liked it.