Changed.

Yes I've changed. Maybe physically, mentally or just as a person. You perceive me as a person you knew 5 years ago, but so much has changed since then. Every little habit of mine has got a sophistication of its own and the society wants me to be that way.

You want me to being the insane young blood that I was, which has now transformed into a much more docile and calm person. There was a sense of belonging that you felt when we met, which now seems a formality. 

I don't know what to say when you remark saying that I've changed a lot. It crosses my mind that I should just be. But then there is a small flight of thoughts and a sudden urge to disclose that old person who once never thought about Society.

The conversation comes to an end. I go back to being the "changed" me. But its not disappointing to know that someday if I am alone and when I am too dull I can back to my old self. 

Thinking this, I sip on my coffee and smile.