Proud people bring sorrow upon themselves

Monday, October 15, 2007

Paris, je t'aime

When travelling you tried to retain your identity and maintain your personality. No matter how, you wanted to stay above the foreign environments. You were not affected by these externalities, I am above this, you said. However, somewhere in you brain, you had already given up. In your heart of hearts you knew you had blended in, giving up pieces and pieces of you until all of you became parts of a whole that you did not know anymore. Who am I, you questioned yourself again and again. At the end, when the day had blended into the twilight, when the outline of the trees had turned into a darkened shadow against the backdrop of the night, you realized that all resistances were futile. And you had became the very thing that you despised yet loved, the native.

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