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A lesson learnt.

          On the first day of this year, as is the norm, I made a resolution. I resolved to let go of old grudges, forgive and forget wounds inflicted in moments of passion, and open my arms wide enough for people to re-enter my life. It does take a fair amount of patience and understanding to look at things from other people's perspective, to understand why they did what they did. But, ultimately, it's worth the effort.  And, this valuable lesson I learnt from observing my mother (wonder what I would do without her!)
        As I age, I have begun to realise the importance of having people in my life. Not that I was leading the life of a hermit. But, I didn't give it much thought when somebody 'left' as a result of a misunderstanding. Or, due to lack of communication, or anything else, for that matter. These days, I feel my heart getting tensed when I realise someone, who has been close to me, moving away. I keep reading about how people come into our lives; some of them stay, some of them leave. It is this 'leaving' part, which tends to make me nervous. 
        Our 'people' are our world. These are the ones, who make us what we are. They are like an identity that speaks about us as a human being. Deep. Isn't it? But, just think about it. Where would we be without these people? Our life, our happiness,our achievements would all be meaningless if we had no one to share it with. Of course, there are some whom we have trouble adjusting with. But, the same can be said about us, too! We, too, could be a pain in some one's neck. But, they are bearing with us, aren't they? 
      Maybe, it's the wisdom tooth, or maybe it's age! Whatever it is, it has made me realise how precious people are. And, I need them. Oh, yes, I do. I need my family, I need my friends, with me. Makes me sound needy, selfish, even. But, it's overwhelming knowing how much people care. So, I have made up my mind to do whatever I can, to keep these people  where they are - in my life, in my heart. 
It's another matter altogether that there may be some who don't want to stay. I haven't learnt how to deal with that 'loss'. Am not very strong to face that kind of loss, actually. Maybe, some day, I will learn that, as well. 
     Until then, there's going to be a lot of bonding, reconnecting and making the most of the valuable lessons learnt. 


  1. I loved this post, Shilpa. I can completely relate. As the years have passed by, I have learnt to value relationships a lot more. Earlier I have been guilty of negligence as routine took over my life. It might be too late to fix some of those relationships that suffered from reflect and that really makes me sad. But, I am determined to set my ego aside and fix what I can and keep them close. Thank you for sharing :)

    1. True, Shantala. Relationships are our true wealth. But, we realise it a bit too late. And, I don't want that to happen, and thus, this resolution. :)

  2. I always had very few people around me. But very close. I didn't let any of them drift away. Yes, as I grow older, I too realise that I need my family... always.


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