He

Pre-Script: This one was tough :P ...being a gal thinking about a guy's perspective in any case is tough...that's why a three days break even when I had planned to come up with the "He" in the very day itself...and yup, I know this might offend few "He"mans :D

He was born to succeed, or so he believed....being second was just not acceptable, right from the birth...maybe that’s why, even after being the second child in the family; he was the preferred child...he was born in the usual Indian middle class family...he sure was his father’s dream, his mother’s world...his sister’s adored brother...he in fact, was probably what his family looked up to, to change their lives, to secure their future...with great power, comes great responsibility...his demands were commandments for his parents...the price of it, was to fulfil their dreams, to be ahead of the race...

Not much can be said about his past, guys hardly talk about the times they were kids...but anyone can be sure that he had lots scrapped knees in those days, for he still had them...every game, every activity...he was prone to sport a mark or two...call them the testimony to the battle he had fought, and yes; won...ambitions are good, wishes necessary; but when you get in the habit of winning, accepting even a minor setback is tough...any other guy in his place would have been happy with what he had achieved...what he was capable of...but he was forever in the agony of not being the best...there always was something better he wanted, nothing probably was enough for him...

But he was human...he wasn’t a super-hero, he wasn’t the prince charming...he had his share of short-comings...or maybe they were short-comings in the eyes of the people who looked at him, because he was sure this is the way wanted to be...so often, the world witnesses the successful men...and every so often are those achievers alone...guys, even in the upbringing of our times, are taught to hold back feelings...he mastered the art pretty soon...emotions do not produce winners...his target was victory...a lil sacrifice of things or people, all was worth it for him in battle-field...emotions were a weakness...and rather than wasting time in the feelings which couldn’t be helped, he preferred investing time in ensuring that feelings did never arise...

Or so, he pretended...for humans can never let go off their thoughts...no matter how strong a mind is, it can’t altogether put the heart on silence...no matter what he claimed, tears in the eyes of those who cared moved him...he knew he was failing those who wanted and expected more than his fame and accolades... maybe it was easier to handle professional life than personal...he wasn’t running away, he was just ignoring it...but with time, probably failing in the same...

How would anyone understand him, when he failed to understand himself...he was a guy, so sure of himself, to the outside world...that no one could even imagine that he can be guy who breaks down alone at night...his maddening drive to succeed probably had camouflaged his need and reason to succeed...how long can one cut himself off from people, from relationship, from any distraction other than work...he had people around him, but he know there were hardly he could have called friends...how long can he pay the cost of his dreams, the burden of his responsibility, and most importantly, how long till he wrecks himself, a part of his fighting with himself...he knew he wanted someone, someone who can hold him together when he loses it out...but how does he ask someone to love him, when he has resolved not to love anyone...

Post-Script: Really nothing to say as such...this one, as said before can never match she...after all being a gal, I in any case can put in more colors to the gal...and well, this biasedness would continue...if, ever, this he and she together have any story forward :) However, hopefully there would be some break...and some trying out new things before coming back to these two fictional people ;))