I'm not sure what this post will turn out to be, but when I started it, it was with the intention of trying to pen down the year that went by and the little things I learnt along the way...
Nothing is constant. Not circumstances. Not options. Not people. Not choices. Not friends. Not feelings. Not even change. They say "Death is the only constant".
Emotions can be treacherous... They betray even the best of intentions.
Going with the flow, instead of fighting it, has brought its share of advantages.
Restlessness is beginning to become second nature.
Re-discovered old friends who were there when needed. Some old friends became better friends. Some friends I began to understand better. Some began to understand me better. Some I've stopped trying to understand. Some grew distant. And some new-found friends felt like old friends.
Learnt from a friend to appreciate that I was indeed lucky to have parents like mine. Parents, whose presence, has allowed me to experiment with choices which may or may not be the best, but which allow me the opportunity to learn from them on my own terms. Thank you S. for that conversation a long time back and thank you Pa & Ma for letting me learn without feeling pressurised to show results.
It takes a lot of humility to try changing things. This I learnt from my sister who's shown a maturity far beyond her age in allowing things to affect her and then reacting upon them in a publicly visible way instead of pretending to be a tough cookie and not a 'sentimental fool.'
It is not important to know things. It is more important that people understand and know what you know. A friend recently pointed out that he wouldn't read what I'd written in my blog because he couldn't understand it. Though, the fact that he didn't seem to want to make the effort to read what I'd written did annoy me initially, his criticism was completely valid.
The amount of time you've known a person is not proportional to how well you know him/her.
People are difficult to understand. Men think women are complicated. Women would love a manual on how to understand men. Older people wish youngsters had their priorities more sorted. Youngsters wish older people would empathise more. Bosses think their juniors are shirking. Subordinates think their bosses are interfering... In short, mayhem!
Every second person can write. Every third wants to do their own thing (professionally) and among them, every second person wants to open a restaurant/bistro/cafe. :P
[Disclaimer: The statistics are not accurate, but to me they seem to be... :) ]
Nobody wants to be the first or the last... It seems to be the season of weddings now and this certainly is on my mind as much as it is on my friends'.
Hard as we may try, there are some mistakes that we cannot help but repeat.
When one has lost touch with a friend, it may not be because either has grown apart from the other. It may just be that both don't know how to break the silence beause they're afraid of how the other would react or what to expect. Each one would rather the other took the first step.
And finally, summing up with words from a song that's playing on the radio now, as I write...
"Old enough to look back at my mistakes
Young enough to look at my future and like what I see..."
Nothing is constant. Not circumstances. Not options. Not people. Not choices. Not friends. Not feelings. Not even change. They say "Death is the only constant".
Emotions can be treacherous... They betray even the best of intentions.
Going with the flow, instead of fighting it, has brought its share of advantages.
Restlessness is beginning to become second nature.
Re-discovered old friends who were there when needed. Some old friends became better friends. Some friends I began to understand better. Some began to understand me better. Some I've stopped trying to understand. Some grew distant. And some new-found friends felt like old friends.
Learnt from a friend to appreciate that I was indeed lucky to have parents like mine. Parents, whose presence, has allowed me to experiment with choices which may or may not be the best, but which allow me the opportunity to learn from them on my own terms. Thank you S. for that conversation a long time back and thank you Pa & Ma for letting me learn without feeling pressurised to show results.
It takes a lot of humility to try changing things. This I learnt from my sister who's shown a maturity far beyond her age in allowing things to affect her and then reacting upon them in a publicly visible way instead of pretending to be a tough cookie and not a 'sentimental fool.'
It is not important to know things. It is more important that people understand and know what you know. A friend recently pointed out that he wouldn't read what I'd written in my blog because he couldn't understand it. Though, the fact that he didn't seem to want to make the effort to read what I'd written did annoy me initially, his criticism was completely valid.
The amount of time you've known a person is not proportional to how well you know him/her.
People are difficult to understand. Men think women are complicated. Women would love a manual on how to understand men. Older people wish youngsters had their priorities more sorted. Youngsters wish older people would empathise more. Bosses think their juniors are shirking. Subordinates think their bosses are interfering... In short, mayhem!
Every second person can write. Every third wants to do their own thing (professionally) and among them, every second person wants to open a restaurant/bistro/cafe. :P
[Disclaimer: The statistics are not accurate, but to me they seem to be... :) ]
Nobody wants to be the first or the last... It seems to be the season of weddings now and this certainly is on my mind as much as it is on my friends'.
Hard as we may try, there are some mistakes that we cannot help but repeat.
When one has lost touch with a friend, it may not be because either has grown apart from the other. It may just be that both don't know how to break the silence beause they're afraid of how the other would react or what to expect. Each one would rather the other took the first step.
And finally, summing up with words from a song that's playing on the radio now, as I write...
"Old enough to look back at my mistakes
Young enough to look at my future and like what I see..."
8 comments:
The thing about the Bistro is I think statistically accurate to the 5th decimal. I think it's coz we Indian's are foodies. And besides, I've wanted to open one forever now :D
U r right bout every single letter in that post! U and T have a way of putting up things running on my mind. Loved this one. Oh and start making holiday plans..I m coming :D
@ Arati: It certainly seems like that...
@ Mittu... I sure am looking forward to that... BTW, today I realised that Holi is a long weekend... It falls on the 1st of March which is a Monday
Feels nice to read your blog again :) Nice post... I'm still dealing with how much i've fallen out of touch with people! Anyway :) Keep writing!
There are actually two constants in life: Death, and A.K.Hangal being old.
How well one knows another person is not a function of shared time, but of shared experiences.
And no, every second person cannot write. Be proud. Or glad.
And you are welcome.
PS: Its a rejuvenating article; its vintage you, but with a twist... A restless maturity- eager to comprehend aspects of life, and bemused having done so.
@ Divya: Thank you... I think we're all dealing with how much we've fallen out of touch with people and I'm beginning to think that maybe we always will... There will always be some people we've fallen out of touch with.
@ Siddhant: I agree with the shared experiences bit... and I just realised I've heard the exact same statement before.
Secondly, every 2nd person may not be able to write... but the 1st of all those sets of 2 people can write! :P
Finally, Thank you :)
Bottom line for me - And this too shall pass...
Also you're awful. For having deprived me from your writing for so long.
Also I'm awful. For not keeping in better touch. Make way for a 'guinea call'
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