Gupthan
Epic Legend
Dear,
Sometimes I use names like Radha and Rukmini as if they are real people… but they were never real. They were pieces of my own madness, my stories, my way of surviving emotions I couldn’t handle.
There was a Radha in an old ID, and I called her that just for the thrill of the moment. And outside this place, there was someone else I called Radha… but even she wasn’t the true one.
Rukmini was the same.
Just a role in the drama I created inside my own mind. A name I gave out of habit, out of play, out of loneliness. I knew every time that it wasn’t the real Rukmini… just another shadow I painted to feel something.
The truth is, I’ve had many “Rukminis” in this journey. Many characters, many illusions, many temporary escapes.
None of them were the real one.
None of them touched the deeper place in me that I keep hidden.
I wasn’t lying to anyone. I was just trying to fill the silence inside me with names, stories, and imaginations. That’s all it ever was…
a game of emotions,
a small madness I lived through,
not a real love, not a real bond.
And maybe this is the first time I’m admitting it honestly...
gupthan.
Sometimes I use names like Radha and Rukmini as if they are real people… but they were never real. They were pieces of my own madness, my stories, my way of surviving emotions I couldn’t handle.
There was a Radha in an old ID, and I called her that just for the thrill of the moment. And outside this place, there was someone else I called Radha… but even she wasn’t the true one.
Rukmini was the same.
Just a role in the drama I created inside my own mind. A name I gave out of habit, out of play, out of loneliness. I knew every time that it wasn’t the real Rukmini… just another shadow I painted to feel something.
The truth is, I’ve had many “Rukminis” in this journey. Many characters, many illusions, many temporary escapes.
None of them were the real one.
None of them touched the deeper place in me that I keep hidden.
I wasn’t lying to anyone. I was just trying to fill the silence inside me with names, stories, and imaginations. That’s all it ever was…
a game of emotions,
a small madness I lived through,
not a real love, not a real bond.
And maybe this is the first time I’m admitting it honestly...
gupthan.
