We as a race are suckers for duality. Anywhere between right
and wrong, anything between black and white unsettles us and unsettled, we try
to grapple with those anywhere’s and anything’s. After a few failed attempts,
we let them be and go about our lives.
Of non-platonic relationships, we are fed with and taught a
very distorted idea. People unite, in the name of matching wavelengths or
finding similarities with people amid their worlds full of dissimilarities. They
long for physical and emotional warmth a person can offer, and they call it Love.
Sure, there are people with whom relationships define you
positively and there are people who break you with the sheer destruction their
relationships with you yield. But there is a middle ground. A hazy, ambiguous, undefinable
middle ground. There are relationships that leave you perplexed – torn between your
inability of categorizing them and ineptitude of mending them.
You meet someone, call yourselves to be in ‘love’, make
plans and work towards them, face obstacles in working towards the made plans.
Somewhere in this sequence, life presents to you a facet or more of their personality
that perplexes you. It welcomes you to the hazy, ambiguous, undefinable ground
where duality loses its meaning and you learn to see versions of truths and fallacies
previously unbeknown to you; where exactly your core goes through a grind and
your moral standing is tested to its tooth.
You question the union that got you here, heck you question
everything that led you and the opposite to this point of ambiguity. For some,
meaninglessness triumphs out – for some more, grit emerges domineeringly and
there are other ‘some’. Those who find out that they are lost. Those who find
strength in such finding out and those who just feel anything and those who
just feel nothing. Those who wander out in search of something and those who slump
down, reminiscing the past.
Some come out shining and some let it mark the beginning of
their fall. Some feel it as the microcosm of everything and something don’t
feel it as resemblance of anything.
Unions end in either ways and more.
No comments:
Post a Comment