“I drew an extra line of Kajal today, in the hope that I will meet you. I miss you so much. That it hurts”. These were the lines in a poetry which I wrote and shared on WhatsApp with a select group of friends. A slurry of comments followed. “Oh wonderful. But who is it that you wrote it for?”
“She, an acid tongue, bothered me no end”, was the title of an article which I wrote. Immediately. There were lot of comments and inbox messages, asking who I was referring to. “Is something happening, which we are not aware of?” “You’re always welcome to share your pain with me. I’m there to lend you a shoulder anytime you need”.
So, you got the gist of it. Every time I write something, people try to read between the lines. “Who is she referring to? “” Who is that “he” in her poems?” Who is being referred to, in her stories?” A human interest story? A Story involving marital conflicts? An article about how to deal with workplace relationships. Oh, something is cooking in her life, for sure!
These are generally the thoughts which come to people’s mind when they read something. Folks try to read the author’s mind. And more. No one thinks of a story by itself. Everyone tries to associate the plot with something or someone. Am sure it’s something which could possibly have occurred in the authors life. Is he or she trying to hide something? Let’s uncover it fast. Try to read between lines. Let us try to make it difficult. For anyone to write, just write.
I recently wrote about how men flaunt relationships and second marriages, without giving a thought towards what the society thinks. Asked too if women, on the other hand, could do so. The article came about after I attended a book reading session, wherein the author started off the session by saying “As you all know. I have 2 wives”. Many people misunderstood what I meant.
They thought I meant that women also should be allowed to have multiple marriages and relationships and if I lamented the fact that they were not permitted to do so. People tried to draw parallels, with some mythological figures who had multiple husbands. Some asked me if I knew that many women have many relationships, especially in the modern era. Very few understood what I was talking about.
Why can’t we just read? Rather than trying to read between lines. Trying to make sense of things that are which aren’t there. Trying to relate everything personally to the author. Or take it personally if you know the author. And think that they wrote about you. Doesn’t maturity also involve reading without judgment, empathising, without knowing about who it was written about. Let authors. Talk about. What they feel, without worrying about the consequences… And who thought what, how and who!
Views expressed above are the author’s own.
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