THE OPEN MASQUERADE
Who is Behind the Mask? Like a ball of the century; with so many colourful gowns and suits; different shapes and sizes; assorted brands and designs; similar tastes in fashion and yet so different sense of style. Like a brood of vipers; eyeing their next victim; frightening as they attack with lightning speed and faultless precision; and fascinating in their boredom after a conquest. Like a pack of hyenas; mocking danger with their annoying laughter; seemingly fearless yet very alert with their eyes on the nearest exit; hopeful for an uneventful escape. Like peacocks; strutting about with pride in the beauty bestowed upon them; spreading their feathers for all to admire and yet full of envy for the little sparrows. Like the never ending ball of the world; where we participate yet feel left out, laugh out loud but full of pain, smile at other guests yet full of malice, being polite yet full of rebellion. We dance with merry, feeling the pinch of our toes insi...