I sometimes wonder what is it that makes relationships make or break. True, that the initial part of most of the relationships start from the social formality, rule, compulsion...whatever you may choose to call. But surely a relationship can't last if it were only for the social obligations. When we are born and then once we start to know things, we are told that this is our father and this is our mother, this is our uncle, this is our aunt and these are our grandparents and so on. But had they not behaved like father, mother, uncle, aunt, grandparents etc. there would not have been any lasting bonding. And ,sooner or later, both the relationships start to wither away.
Beyond relationship there is something that we tend to overlook. And that is "moments". Precious little moments. Moments that we spend with those relationships. When my daughter was born, we were socially bonded as father-daughter. Two years down the line, we are not only socially bond, but also emotionally bond with each other. And that is because of the precious little moments that we spend with each other everyday. I tried to play the role of a good father and she plays the role of an adorable daughter to perfection.
However hard we try to ignore the fact and look the other way, we all have these few years to live and enjoy these moments. And in these few years we want to squeeze in as many happy moments as possible. Relationships , perhaps, provide us the opportunity. When my grandmother died, I felt very sad. Why? From two years before her death she became an Alzheimer patient - she could not recognise me. So, the last two years, she lived in our house like an old lady, who did not recognise me - but this was a special old lady as there are so many wonderful moments that I spent with her.Whenever I met her (even in those last two years of her life), I was reminded about those moments. The day she died I was sad as I will not be able to see her again and with her was buried tons of beautiful moments.
Apart from the good ones, there are bad or bitter moments in life too...in fact, I feel, we have more bitter moments than the happy ones. Bad moments leave scars and take time to heal. And that's perhaps why we tend to enjoy the good moments to the fullest and lap it as much as we can. Who knows when it will end? Bad moments are not pleasant. When in a relationship the count of bad moments far exceed the count of good moments, we decide to call it a day. By snapping the relationships, we are just trying to get reduce the bad moments in our short lives. Nobody wants to cry, be insulted and be humiliated. We make new relationships in the hope of adding beautiful moments to our life...sometimes we are right, sometimes we are simply disillusioned. We all celebrate the concept of love because that, supposedly, brings with it more good moments than bad ones.
Ultimately all these relationships and these moments will culminate into the inevitable death. Life is nothing but a collection of zillions of moments...and I keep reminding me of it. Nothing is permanent - neither us, nor the moments nor the relationships. Some relationships have pre-mature deaths, some relationships die when we die. Moments, like us, come with an expiry date on its own.
Sometimes good relationships pave way for good moments; sometimes good moments pave way for good relationships.
Or all these relationships and moments of tears or laughter all might just be maya, as the Buddhists would like to call.
Beyond relationship there is something that we tend to overlook. And that is "moments". Precious little moments. Moments that we spend with those relationships. When my daughter was born, we were socially bonded as father-daughter. Two years down the line, we are not only socially bond, but also emotionally bond with each other. And that is because of the precious little moments that we spend with each other everyday. I tried to play the role of a good father and she plays the role of an adorable daughter to perfection.
However hard we try to ignore the fact and look the other way, we all have these few years to live and enjoy these moments. And in these few years we want to squeeze in as many happy moments as possible. Relationships , perhaps, provide us the opportunity. When my grandmother died, I felt very sad. Why? From two years before her death she became an Alzheimer patient - she could not recognise me. So, the last two years, she lived in our house like an old lady, who did not recognise me - but this was a special old lady as there are so many wonderful moments that I spent with her.Whenever I met her (even in those last two years of her life), I was reminded about those moments. The day she died I was sad as I will not be able to see her again and with her was buried tons of beautiful moments.
Apart from the good ones, there are bad or bitter moments in life too...in fact, I feel, we have more bitter moments than the happy ones. Bad moments leave scars and take time to heal. And that's perhaps why we tend to enjoy the good moments to the fullest and lap it as much as we can. Who knows when it will end? Bad moments are not pleasant. When in a relationship the count of bad moments far exceed the count of good moments, we decide to call it a day. By snapping the relationships, we are just trying to get reduce the bad moments in our short lives. Nobody wants to cry, be insulted and be humiliated. We make new relationships in the hope of adding beautiful moments to our life...sometimes we are right, sometimes we are simply disillusioned. We all celebrate the concept of love because that, supposedly, brings with it more good moments than bad ones.
Ultimately all these relationships and these moments will culminate into the inevitable death. Life is nothing but a collection of zillions of moments...and I keep reminding me of it. Nothing is permanent - neither us, nor the moments nor the relationships. Some relationships have pre-mature deaths, some relationships die when we die. Moments, like us, come with an expiry date on its own.
Sometimes good relationships pave way for good moments; sometimes good moments pave way for good relationships.
Or all these relationships and moments of tears or laughter all might just be maya, as the Buddhists would like to call.
