A stranger down the road

One by one things fell apart. One by one they became clearer. Obligation was a great part to holding on. Care was the biggest. The world fell apart, literally. Tears too much to pour. Frequency of conversations reduced. Lots of truth were hidden, avoided. And then, suddenly, something was missing. Absolutely no conversations. If previously the tears were too much, now it was just pure devastation.

And yet there was that peephole I loved peeking through. The small view i got through that was somewhat of a comfort.

But one day, that peephole will be covered up, and all means will go missing. The stranger will become totally non existent.

To date, I don’t understand why. There was too much of dependence, too much of love, too much of care to let it just rot. I will always care for the person i knew before a stranger you became.

And the day the peephole becomes all nailed up with wooden boards, the stranger would not even be a stranger. Would just be one of those stars in the sky that i cannot differentiate from another.

Thanks to the one who stood through it all. Without you, i would not have made it through.

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the way to a woman’s heart is through?

Apparently the way to man’s heart is through his stomach…

But the same is true for women too. I mean what could beat a man bringing breakfast to your bed everyday (Hugh Jackman’s THE MAN here – blueberry panckakes…sigh)

Ofcourse, shoes, bags, dresses, and chocolates play a VERY VERY important role too. But dude, if you can cook, I am willing to overlook certain other things, really!

(ok, shall stop being bimbotic and get back to Job apps)

Guess who is a mis fit to this model?

A stranger… A Friend…

Why is it that some of us, especially myself, get pissed off and hurt by something someone close to you does, rather than if the same thing were done by a stranger or someone not so close? Isn’t it more logical that we should get pissed off more, if not the same, at the stranger? She said/did the same thing. BUT no, i usually would not get pissed off at the friend.

I have high expectations and constantly see the best a person can be – whether they can live up to that or not is another story – but I think it relates (Even when they don’t live up to it, i try to make up my own stories and reasons which make it seem like they are living upto it). It’s that high a level of caring. It’s because you matter that you get lashed out at whereas with a stranger it really doesn’t matter. It becomes easier to just turn away from them or not to care as much, but with people in your close circle it’s more about the breaking of trust or whatnot that cause the stinger to come out. Its way easier to get hurt with the closer circle than with anyone else.

I’m not a person who lets someone close to me, easily. Time, and a great deal of effort is needed. And so, it already means tonnes that you are close to me. By doing something thats hurtful in some way or the other, thus, tends to be a total let down.