Two faces

Two faces

Another scene from drama, "Two Faces" 09:06

Another scene from drama, "Two Faces"

I remember, I used to ask him so many questions about his life, his family. He was always ready to answer them, but his answers were like a puzzle!

I don't remember his answers today, but I remember one amazing story which he told me,

"There were two friends, very intelligent and thoughtful! They used to share their thoughts and knowledge every evening when they meet each other.
One day when they were sitting on the coast, one of them said,

"Probably our discussions are like that horizon, nobody knows, whether it will end somewhere? Probably it will keep rising again and again like that sun everyday!"

And from that day they started feeling very curious about that horizon! They used to ask each other many questions,
'What do you think if we travel straight through the sea, how much time will it take to reach that horizon?'
They both knew the answer somewhere deep inside, but they refused to agree with their mind!

'Exactly at what point that sea swallows the sun? And from where it rises again?'
Those questions inspired them for the search of horizon. 
Finally one of them left the coast in search of horizon!

The other stayed at the beach observing the sun and horizon every evening...

Finally after 7 years when the friend who left the land in search of horizon returned, with nothing in hand, except the stories of his sufferings.

They discussed whether anyone of them got a clue about that sun and horizon?

The other one said yes!
"Probably there is no horizon we are just rotating around that sun...

And when our surface of land rotates, at one point we cannot see the sun because sun goes somewhere below our land!"

"Both of them called each other fool after listening to their stories, but the world called first one, The Inventor!
But, why? After all it was just a possibility, just a prediction, a gamble, baseless...
But he predicted something which was acceptable, which was told in a different way!
Why? 
Because, we never understand the things which we see unless someone shows them!" 
That’s it, the end! Now I don’t have to tell you which friend was happier!

“I don’t understand, what is the morale of the story?”

"Morals are never told my friend, they are always created!" He replied.

His answer caused a smile on my face. Then who told you this story?
"I have created it!" He said.

He told me this story 7 years before…

I never understood what he actually meant.
Until…
Some days before when he passed away due to some disease...

Incurable...
He knew that disease for more than 7 years!
Finally today I understand the meaning of that story...

"Actually he never told me the story. He himself was the story! He told me the morale of the story!
He always knew how it is going to end...
How meaningless it is to chase something that he is never going to get…
That’s why he shown the story in a different way, by being a different happy enthusiastic face!
He always had those two faces!
That’s why he always chose to be happy and spread laughter! That’s why the world called him an Artist!"

But some questions remain still unanswered.
Why there was that second face in existence?

Why he had those two faces? And why not just the face full of enthusiasm?
Why there was the other face of sorrow, when he had chosen the other path?

I knew where I will get answers for these questions...
Only that Charlie on that wall could answer my questions...

I took the spare keys of his house, opened the door and rushed inside.

The Charlie on the wall was gone!!!
There was a note besides the hanging of Charlie,
"Well, I always had two faces! Charlie was my face which I showed the world, I am no more, and that’s why there is no Charlie. He is gone with that happy face!
And I believe, 

"Secrets reveal only at the end or when you reach deep inside the story, but the art is how long you keep your secrets as secret!"
I think this is the end, so someone must reveal the secret!
This room left with those 4 photos on the other side of the wall is my other face, which is enough to reveal my secrets."

“The story with the second happy face is not the story, but how that happy face masked that first face and how that pain of sorrow, vanished when no one paid attention towards it, that’s the story!”

I was surprised!

"The end" well this is the end of the story.

"How long you keep your secrets as secret!"
From the beginning! 
The photos were there from the beginning!
And yes, that’s the art!!!

My hands started clapping in that empty room!

And today I got the answer of my last unanswered question,
"Why the Charlie was exactly on the opposite side of the wall!!"

-         Niteesh Sane©