Why don't we start spending money on those who spend money on us? Why don't we start caring more for people who care for us? Isn't it better to do that? Why do we still wait for that one telephone call? Why do we still care for that one pampering?
We often make a move to impress other or be an active member of clique, sometimes at the cost of our own integrity. Spending money that we couldn't but we do just to tell them that 'I do care for you; don't think otherwise,' is a sign most of us cherish, and above all we need all these gestures in our life. We wait for that one telephone call because we still care for the person we have been waiting for. But has the wait now crossed its threshold instead of several warnings?
When did the word 'love' become a noun, instead of a verb? (Don't go into semantics, please!) Or in the course of the relationship, love transforms into noun, that we just tell, not show? "What is the need of a show off; I am saying 'I love you,' because I do," can be the argument of some people, but it stands in relevance only if we knew telepathy. Otherwise, it's hollow.
What good can a friendship or a relationship be if we don't reciprocate the feelings of how the other feel for us? What good can a friendship or a romantic relationship be if we don't make an effort to engage them in our life? What good can friendship or a romantic relationship is if we don't care for them as much as they do for us?
In the course, what could happen when we are with people who made us feel good for a time, and then just wither away like they were not there? Has it made us want more? What did change? What did the things in the relationship change?
Why do we serve lies? We should have the courage to man up and should have courage to acknowledge that things aren't same that they were before. It will change everything, but have the courage for that too, to embrace the change which is inevitable. A tip I found quite fitting in this all: "Do anything, but don't lie." If you are somewhat stuck in all this, the basic tip is to not sound audacious. It never works.
It's often found relaxing to be with people who do as much as we do for them, make the same efforts as we have made, or above all, love us in the same way we do them. The warmth around them made you feel you are at home But what should be our effort to know that isn't it all over? Or should we wait a little more?
The steps and all, whatever you do, you know the things are not going to be same as they were. But when to stop? How to know?
I couldn't help but wonder: how do we figure out that it's the time to take a step back?
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Stories from A Troubled Boy
Non-Fiction..and I was different. "He is weird," said my seniors, tone redolent with mockery. And nicknames began. I have now lost count of the names. There are many, and it reached my home. My single mother was worried about who I was going to be. Though...
