When I was young, I believed that relationships start with a confession. You know, the one when the boy and the girl meet each other some where romantic beyond the watchful eyes peers and supervisors, he lets her know how much she means to him, she would accept him, and from that moment onward, they become a couple. I used to believe that relationships can be named and defined. I used to believe that something magical happens after the confession that turns two individuals into an inseparable couple.
And then, life happens.
The strange thing about life is that it is never well-defined and fixed.
Let me tell you a story. A couple of my undergrad friends married recently. A started undergrad when my university was very young with few students. My CS school had only around 40 students that year, so naturally, we all knew and were close to each other, to a certain degree. My friends who married were the ones that none of us suspected. They were good friends, but they were never particularly close. They were always so polite to each other. When we tried to drill them about their relationship status back then, they were always "single" in the first few years, and "complicated" in the last fews. Over time, some prominent couples in our small circle got together, children were born, and we forgot about our two friends. And then suddenly, one day, we received an announcement on Facebook that they were going to get married. We were frenzy: "But how?", "When?".
It turns out that they started dating since the first month of university, when we had military training, miles away from home. There was no big confession. There was no need for definition. They did not need to define their role, they did not need to define what it was between them, and they certainly did not need to announce it every where. They just need to be with each other, to make each day of their lives a bit brighter, happier. For nearly a decade.
Human has a thirst for order, structure, proper, and definition. Life has a different idea. But sometimes, it is for the best, isn't it?
Do you have any undefined relationship? Does it make you happy? Does it fill your stomach with butterflies? Then, maybe you don't have to define it. Just follow the flow and enjoy days of your life. It might lead you somewhere beautiful.
Or maybe, give it a name. What would it be?
YOU ARE READING
365
Non-FictionMemento Mori - Remember that you will die. Time is an amusing thing. Three minutes standing in front of the microwave oven, waiting for our lunch, seem like an eternity. Yet days and months can pass in blink, without leaving any trace behind. Theref...
