close!

My life was an open book.

Now, people have started writing into it...

My life used to be an open book. wide and open... no missing phases, no hidden truths, no mysterious turns...everything was in front of the ones I knew. And of late, I realized... that people had begun to write into my book! Well, I thought I write and others read. It began happening the other way round. And now I seem to be reading what others have written for me’s have apparently lost control over what was mine... is mine! So am now left with a book, which carries the words, phrases and statements which shape my destiny. Penned down by strangers! Maybe not really strangers but none closer.

And so, now, do I close my book?!