Satish and I were talking this morning. The papers were full of the details of the recent murder case that has been rocking the nation. It gets murkier and murkier. There is just too much negativity for me to even dwell on it, I said. And the extent to which people can go to--heinous and unimaginable. He understood.
We spoke then---about relationships.
About egos in relationships.About our need to be loved.
Appreciated and liked for who we are.
Our need to be understood and accepted.
Human beings are social creatures. We want to connect. We want to be heard.
Most of all we want to matter.
No wonder we form the strangest of connections.We forgive those whom we love. Even if they have hurt us, trampled over us, we turn a blind eye. We are too attached--too connected. We need them in our lives like a cocaine addict needs his next fix. We imagine our lives will be meaningless without them.
Love blinds us and binds us in ways that we can never even attempt to escape. It distorts our vision and our senses.
I read the last letter of Jiah Khan that her mother released to the media. I felt sorry because it was clearly a misguided notion of what love should be.
You cannot let your happiness depend on one single person, no matter how much you love them.
You have to love yourself a little more.
It's such a funny thing this love. It takes you high but it can kill too.
But only if you allow it to take over you.
Keep it in you. Give it freely to all who come your way. Love with an open heart.
Care for others. But do take care of yourself first.
Will blog again soon.
Until then---stay happy and be grateful for the ones in your life whom you love and who love you back.
Forget the rest. They don't matter.
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