2014 is almost over,
and as we descend into its last week, looking back makes me reflect upon the
one very important thing I learnt this year: relationships are fleeting, and
very fragile. There are certain people in our lives who we feel will never
leave us, certain relationships we think will last forever; that’s an illusion.
It’s human tendency to believe that if a friendship has lasted for 8-10 years,
then it’ll last a lifetime. Sorry to burst the bubble, my friend.
I've realized that the
duration of a relationship depends not on time, but on effort. No relation can
last until both the sides invest time, effort, care and will into it. Emotions
can’t, and shouldn't be forced. Or else it’s just a vegetable life you start
leading, and eventually the bond starts to rotten and slowly deteriorate. But
don’t upset yourself if your best friend found a new best friend, or if your
boyfriend found someone with longer legs; because this is all a part and parcel
of this roller coaster ride we call Life. Let go of the ones who want to leave.
The only people who matter are the ones who stay. Consider yourself blessed if
you have atleast one person to talk to at 4am, when your mind is clogged with
incoherent thoughts.
Another thing I realized,
for the zillionth time, is that the only people who will love you and be with
you no matter what, are your parents. They have seen you at your best and
worst. They didn't leave then, and they won’t leave now, or ever. They are the
only ones who will love you unconditionally and selflessly; whose love for you
will never change. Their love will ask for neither reciprocation nor reason nor
proof. All they wish for is a little respect. They don’t beg for it, but they
sure as hell deserve it. They’re the only ones who truly deserve it. Theirs is
the love you should value the most. Because this is the only bond that will
remain when everything else shatters and disappears. This is the only bond that
defines permanence. It’ll be there; it always has, it always will. In photographs
and pancakes and snow globes and freckles and secret santas.
Have a nice dinner with
your mom and dad this New Year’s eve. Okay?
Lots and lots of love,
Creative Insanity.
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