It had been a gradual and slow transition from that free spirited, beautiful childhood to this saturated, sickly, contemptuous man. It had taken a lot of decay and corruption for all those dreams to fall and crumble in the dust of the city life.
There was nothing much to be told as there was to be seen. For certain things can't just be told for the sake of revelation; they must be seen for it. Learning is a slow procedure and one can't start out with perfection. A lot of twisting and tunneling is required for a person to reach the other shore; and when he stands there he can easily look through the younger him - ten or twenty years back. But to gain an idea of the immediate position of oneself is a difficult job; for people can't see within themselves while they play their parts. Time could give one understanding but for the immediate realization it is felt by people that they should split themselves into two - one who acts his part out in his performances ; and the other the audience; indeed the best audience for that act.
Probably, Ehsaan needed something like this. He should have probably split himself into two, and allowed one of the two to play audience to the first. From his current position, from where he stood, from where he suffered and enjoyed that suffering and being part of that cycle at every moment of that period, he could not see through himself properly.
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