The Man Behind The Image
Where are you? Why did you leave us? Did you think that we did not care? Because I tell you now, you are beloved by so many people. Did you simply grow tired of the life you were then living? Did you feel that you were not living up to our expectations? It's funny you know, because just the other day me and a friend were talking about you. Talking of the electricity you brought into any room you entered. Your sheer presence; you had something so special, a gift that could never be equalled.
I hold an image of you surrounded by the people who loved you the most. If you were to glance at the image, you will see everybody smiling and having a laugh. Adoration could be seen on each and every one of their faces, even yours. You had so much love for everybody. You seemed so content with the way things were. Now when we look at that same image, we can see the sadness in your eyes. Why did no one see how much you were suffering? Maybe that wasn't the case. I think that people had noticed, but they didn't want to admit what they saw.
Everybody held an image of you, one that remains to this very day. We thought that nothing could come near to harming you. We all believed that you were unstoppable. Nobody could see past that perception. You were at the very height of your success in life. You knew what your image had become and you made it your life mission, to make sure that that idealistic image did not deteriorate. You believed you were forever indebted to the people. For you knew that without them you would be nothing.
Once, you were asked "How close is the man to the image?" and you replied "An image is one thing and a Human Being is another. It is very hard to live up to an image." I guess we should have known right then, that you were struggling. But once again, we did nothing to help you. You were the brightest star and yet we refused to see that you were losing your light. On the other hand, you never lost your passion.