Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Relationship - Is it real or fake ?

Hi Readers,




​Before you read on, I want you to know this isn't a story about my family. I adore my mom; she's my best friend. This is an exploration of a question that has been haunting me lately, a question about the nature of love itself.

​It started with a piece of news I can't shake. A man I knew distantly, a senior official in the government, took his own life. He had just finished distributing his son’s wedding invitations. The wedding, set for this Sunday, was the culmination of a five-year struggle. His son was marrying a woman from a different caste. Both families were well-respected, but the social barrier was immense. After years of fighting for their love, the couple had finally received their families' blessing. Or so it seemed.

​What pushes a father to make such a choice days before his son's happiness is solidified?

​It reminds me of a story from my college days, where a friend’s mother attempted suicide to stop him from marrying the girl he loved, all because of her caste. The couple tragically separated, choosing her life over their love.

​These stories clash with everything we're taught to believe about parental love. We call it "unconditional," a sacred bond unlike any other. But is it? When love is used as a bargaining chip, with a parent's life hanging in the balance, it feels deeply, painfully conditional.

​Parents rightfully point to their endless sacrifices—the sleepless nights, the worries, the constant care. It’s a debt we can never truly repay. But I question the motive behind reminding us of this debt. When a mother nurses a sick child, she isn't just easing the child's pain; she's easing her own. She simply cannot stand by and watch her child suffer.

​That raw, protective instinct is beautiful. But it becomes a weapon when it's wielded as emotional blackmail to control a child's adult life. The moment a child’s choice threatens the family's "prestige" or "status," the conversation shifts from the child's well-being to the family's reputation. In that moment, love is no longer about the child; it's about the image.

​It leads me to a bigger, more uncomfortable thought: perhaps all human relationships are transactional. We are driven by our wants, our needs, and our expectations. We hurt each other when reality doesn't align with the stories in our heads.

​In this, animals seem far more evolved. They raise their young and set them free, expecting nothing in return. Theirs is a cycle of life, not a cycle of debt and obligation. We humans, with our complex societies and fragile egos, have learned to chain each other down with the weight of the past.

​The irony is staggering. We pray for a child, we move mountains to bring one into the world, simply because we need them. They are the answer to our desires. But once they arrive, we forget that they are a person, not a project. We forget that the child who gave us the gift of parenthood deserves the freedom to live their own life.

​The human heart is a paradox. It is capable of a love so fierce it can feel cosmic, yet so insecure it can be shattered by something as fragile as societal opinion. And for what? In the end, we all leave this world alone, with nothing but the love we gave and received—hopefully, without conditions.


Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Loneliness,patience and a prayer to almighty

Today, I was talking to an old friend. I do not want to name her, but we shared room in Bangalore. She is a simple girl, simple in terms of dressing herself modestly. Simple, in terms of dreaming and being ambitious about life. As far as I know her she never had any boyfriend. She just wanted a life partner.

Her sole aim was to make her family happy and proud. She was hardworking and got placed in a reputed organisation. After her job she had only one hobby, reading spiritual books of SriMaa and Aurobindo. I had a chance to visit the Aurobindo Ashram with her couple of times. We used to purchase lots of book from the Ashram store. We both used to visit Iskon temple several times and we were regular at the malls and commercial street. We both used to have our breakfast in our PG and then start our journey. Full day shopping, movie etc with lots of mouth watering foods and then used to return to our PG when we would just come back and fall asleep.

Those were one of the best days, we used to plan then that if we get married and settle down at same city, then we would re-live these moments again and again. We would leave our husbands at home and go together. But, sadly this never happened.

One day, she got transferred and left Bangalore with many dreams and I was left alone to succumb in loneliness. I did not get any better friend than hers in my PG. Rest were just  acquaintances, some with bad temperament, some with too much attitude and few more who were reluctant to speak in any other language leaving their mother tongue. I had another roommate also but she loved being alone. She only used to talk about TV soaps with me. At that time, I missed her badly. I felt like I am made to just work and then live in my loneliness. I tried but never got an opportunity to be with her again.



But, at least god has been benevolent to give me a partner who is their to listen to me, to support me. After, four years at least I have a family to live with.But, my dear friend is still waiting to get a partner. She stays alone. Her younger sister got married and she is yet to find a good match. The match making procedure is really not very appealing experience to live again and again. And it becomes extremely annoying when your parents also would start sending in every individual to you, without even considering any aspect. I may not understand how parents actually feel about it. But, yes this is not something any girl would like to undergo again and again. She has that feeling now.

I can understand and many others would do who have had similar experiences, but can anything liberate them of this pain. Still, many of our classmates are not married. Most of them would definitely be feeling similar pain if not staying with any family or friend. Sometimes, others pain is so much more painful that you actually forget your part of pain. Yes, problems and pain are one essential part in day to day life. And that hold good here.

I just want to co-relate the saying that you have to learn from your problems and life teaches it in a bitter way. But, how the problems that my friend is experiencing right now give her a lesson. What sort of lesson she should learn? Yes, someone can say why she herself do not try and find a partner. True, this holds good for many other countries. But, this is India, even if  she gets a partner, the road to being success would not come easily.

Now, lets leave India aside, even in other countries this problem would be there. People may find it difficult to get appropriate match. I just want to understand how they live, not mere live but enjoy being single and alone.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

zindegi ab tu hi bata mein pyar ab tujh ko kaise karu....

     Zindegi ab tu hi bata mein pyar tujh ko kaise karu,
 

I have put this for Jiah Khan, Indian Bollywood actress who committed suicide last week. I don't want to discuss Jiah as such but saw many comments  for and against this dusky Diva in Facebook. Someone wrote, even teenagers are more matured than her after her suicide note was found and publicized. True, time has changed and even teenagers won't go behind cutting their hands and writing letters in blood. Very few teen's take their life for love. But, I have some questions in my mind that made me write this down.

What is maturity? Is it dumping someone? Is it handling a torn heart and again forcibly making it ready to get similar pain's?

I don't want to justify what one should do or not do. I just want to elaborate that feeling of having a broken heart. Nobody can change another persons mind by doing anything. Influencing another person to that extend is really hard and not so worthwhile. True, one should move on. But all this lines feel like philosophy and stupid lecture at that time. You choose someone to trust and your decision was wrong. That person is not trustworthy may be not a responsible person to take stand for what he/she has done.



 That moment when you loose control over pain is the time you think why I am here, I do not want to witness all this and take pain again. It is a very impulsive pain. A pain that is hard to withstand. Everyone, who has broken would have got the signals much earlier. But, yes not listening to one's intuitions and still believing in your heart that things will turn in your favor is your biggest mistake. You would either loose interest in having a proper meal or you overindulge in it. Sometimes falling sick of just crying over and over.  This is the saddest and most painful feeling that your closest person can give you. A very sharp and back stabbing feeling. As though you were having a poisonous snake with you and you loved it, fed it so that it can bite you.

We have created this society made its rule so that that could benefit us. But, this society and our laws have nothing big for these kind of people who play with emotions and back stab another. Now, teenagers and adults have more issues related to heart broke, be it before or after marriage. We all need to think and come up with answers for, the values,which are missing that is adding up to this problem. How we can make this a better place relationship wise.What should be our core value that we can give to our next generation that it will not have to withstand all this drama. Handling it somehow, letting go, is not solving the entire problem in picture ...


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