The unusual conversation - intruder revisited

I was reading some of the comments posted by my fellows in my blog. Some rustling noise disturbed me. When I lifted my head I was asked, "Howya doin?" It was him again. The one I never wanted to meet again. With a sarcastic smile he greeted me. I was silent.
"Reading comments in your blog?"
I nodded. Didn't feel like talking.
"How is your trip? Are you enjoying it?"
"Trip? What are you asking about?"
Shoot! I talked. I was determined not to talk. He made me talk.
"Your trip. The one you are riding now".
What the heck? He never says anything clear.Getting irritated I asked, "I don't get what you are talking. I'm not going anywhere. Could you please make it clear?"
Again a smile. This time even more sarcastic and caustic.
"Please..." I had no option other than to beg.
"I'm asking about your ego trip".
"Ego trip?"
"Yes. The short lived ego trip you are riding on me".
"What do you call a ego trip? I'm not going any trip".
"No. You are. Its too late for you to hide. I caught you when you are on your trip".
"What do you mean? I was reading the comments on my blog when you barged in".
"Barged in? Anyways... that's fine. Yeah... reading comments in your blog. Isn't it a ego trip".
"You call it one?"
"Yes. You yearn for praises. You need people to read your writings and praise you 'good work', 'keep it up'. You get your ego fulfilled. You..."
"No. It is not like..."
"Stop. Don't interupt. Let me finish".
"You write things just to make people think you are a master of all trades and your intellectual thinking is unmatchable. You need people to laud you for your crappy writings. You get a cheap pleasure when they say you are good in writing and you write intelligent ideas. Just tell me the truth. Didn't you start this blog just for the sake of illusioning people you can write great things in a stylish way with a rich vocabulary?"
I had nothing to say.
"Hmm...no answer yet? Remember what I say last time?"
"Yeah...writing new ideas".
"So, did you write anything new?"
"Are you telling I haven't written anything new?"
"Yes. You wrote about books, sports, movies and some cartoon characters. Also you wrote something funny in the name of philosophy. I bet you had plans to write something on music too."
"So what? These topics had my own ideas, my own perspective. I wrote what I saw. I'll write how I see the world, and for your information world has all these what you claim 'old'".
I just recited the answer that I had prepared for him for the past one week.
With a frowning look he stared at me.
Yes! I made him dumb for a second. What a revenge?
"But, you didn't answer my other question".
It is my turn to be mute.
"Okay.There is no one without ego in this earth. Atleast accept you have this as an ego outlet".
My silence continued with my heads bowed.
"You know what? It is the hardest thing to accept truth in this world".
After few minutes I lifted my head to tell him something, just to see no one before me.
I agree accepting truth is the hardest thing in this world!