Dusting a bit

Coming home has always been a moment of nostalgia. The same room brings everything back to you, whenever you look at those empty walls in the time of silence. Suddenly, it reminds you of yourself. We do not forget ourselves, but the changing times often make those memories hide below the layers of dust and when they come back, they look like strangers.

Every moment spent in this room tells me what a fighter I have been. The never-say die attitude and the potential to convince anyone for anything. Adversity truly brings the best out of mankind. Today I see that my life is much easier to what it was, and I find myself weaker to what I was. Now, I get convinced very easily, settle for mediocre options and my self-belief is giving up before what other opine about me. But today, this room tells me that I could not change so easily, because people's basic nature doesn’t change so easily and that is the reason of conflict I find within myself. Yes! There is always a conflict going inside me… regarding what I want to do and how, whereas, long time back I had found what I wanted to do and had already started working for it. And then my efforts got derailed and I just forgot from where to pull them back.

I must say, there’s a huge price for not trying to get your dreams. It’s better to have no dreams at all, than not making efforts to realize the one you have. Today, when I am sitting in this room, I could feel those old vibes flowing inside me. That is what your surroundings do to you. Now my next step has to be to create this set-up in my new abode, because these vibes are my driving forces and the reason to keep me on the track.

Nothing stays perfect...

Just got a call from an old friend. Her marriage was due for next month and here she tells me that she has broken-up with that guy and the marriage would be sometime later, with somebody else. The reason for break-up was that the girl did not find the guy taking her career seriously and expressed his disinterest in a rather unacceptable manner, resulting into calling off the marriage.

I am still in a state of shock and disbelief. The news would take a long time to sink in, since her relationship seemed so perfect; and I virtually have no reason to accept that even a relationship like that could wreck. But it has. Nothing stays forever and nothing stays perfect, esp. where two people are required to complete the picture.

I don’t know how one feels when he or she marries the person; one has been into relationship with.  Does s/he feel differently from others, while getting into sacred matrimony? Does his/her feeling of victory overcome the feeling of anxiety and fear of unknown? Does anything change at all? Another big question – After spending how much time with a person, we feel confident that we finally know him or her?

There is a thought I read somewhere, which is going to help me a lot in coming future:

In every marriage after a week, you get several reasons to divorce and get separated. But the key is to find and keep finding the reasons to stay married