Relationships…we HUMANS have a mysterious way of establishing it whatever comes in our sight. From the time we are conceived till out last breadth we keep on swinging & balancing this invisible web around us. Imagine if relationships can actually be seen as strings, don’t you think the earth will start feeling claustrophobic
We have special means to celebrate relationships by dedicating a day like Valentines day, Friendship’s day, Mother’s day, Father’s day, Sibling’s day etc etc, but when I sit alone at my window in solitude I wonder why don’t we celebrate the relationship that we share within ourselves. Why do we keep on seeking everything from others, why are we so dependent emotionally upon others that their attitude keep on wavering my energy?
The question comes “Do I share a relation with self? Am I allowed to think that way? Am I being selfish?”
The more I started thinking & understanding self; the world around me started teasing me being self-interested. But that’s how it is. The most ironic part is we keep being a part of other’s lives not evening knowing how well balanced we are in our life. There is no one who can understand your situation better than you, absolutely NO ONE.
There is no intention of promoting rebel attitude, but in real to stand unaltered … just being yourself without expecting others to like you. It’s like offering a hand to self and a word of being there in all thick and thins. It’s like listening to self, being nice and compassionate, allowing self to voice the most stupid thoughts. In simple words…Being a FRIEND to that indecisive, confused, agitated, angry ME.
Day after day, step after step …there is another climb, another steep. Though being defeated, thrashed, & humiliated several times you still will be alive and breathing with a bright smile and that is only possible when you have contented self connection.
Like our elders used to say “Alone I came in this world and Alone I shall leave”, I always used to laugh upon this being ignorant upon what it truly means. Seeing everything as an illusion, I seek an extreme desire to establish a bond with myself. Because I wanna survive, I wanna embark, I have miles to walk and lots to do before I actually sleep.
We have special means to celebrate relationships by dedicating a day like Valentines day, Friendship’s day, Mother’s day, Father’s day, Sibling’s day etc etc, but when I sit alone at my window in solitude I wonder why don’t we celebrate the relationship that we share within ourselves. Why do we keep on seeking everything from others, why are we so dependent emotionally upon others that their attitude keep on wavering my energy?
The question comes “Do I share a relation with self? Am I allowed to think that way? Am I being selfish?”
The more I started thinking & understanding self; the world around me started teasing me being self-interested. But that’s how it is. The most ironic part is we keep being a part of other’s lives not evening knowing how well balanced we are in our life. There is no one who can understand your situation better than you, absolutely NO ONE.
There is no intention of promoting rebel attitude, but in real to stand unaltered … just being yourself without expecting others to like you. It’s like offering a hand to self and a word of being there in all thick and thins. It’s like listening to self, being nice and compassionate, allowing self to voice the most stupid thoughts. In simple words…Being a FRIEND to that indecisive, confused, agitated, angry ME.
Day after day, step after step …there is another climb, another steep. Though being defeated, thrashed, & humiliated several times you still will be alive and breathing with a bright smile and that is only possible when you have contented self connection.
Like our elders used to say “Alone I came in this world and Alone I shall leave”, I always used to laugh upon this being ignorant upon what it truly means. Seeing everything as an illusion, I seek an extreme desire to establish a bond with myself. Because I wanna survive, I wanna embark, I have miles to walk and lots to do before I actually sleep.
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