'Mother', the name of the woman who gave birth to me. 'Father' the name of the man who is my mother's partner. Together they became my 'parents'. 'Sister', another offspring of my parents. As I grew on the ladder of age more and more people entered my life and each one had a name: 'Uncle', 'Aunt', 'Friend', 'Lover, 'Enemy'...A name that defined my relation with them. A relation that society had defined not I. My enemy was supposed to be this concocted individual who did not like me for anything and everything that i am. My parents are bound to like me even if i turn into a cold blooded criminal. You love them and you forgive them or at times try and correct their wrong or hide their wrongs. Why? because they are parents and historically and socially you stand by your child. That name tag defines your does and don'ts. Its like an invisible boundary drawn around you and them or you and him/her.
In the early years of my adulthood all of this really din't matter to me but now when i am on the dip-side of adulthood, I feel the lines blurring and the name tags appear hazy. Sisters whom i could bare my soul to have vanished into an unknown land and my girlfriend instead has taken her place. Girlfriend is there when the sister is not. Girlfriend is called when sister should have been. Girlfriend's arrival is more looked forward to than sister. Parental troubles and worries are shared with girlfriend and not even mentioned to sister. So is this person my sister or my girlfriend?? but then why do i name her? I believe she is my person and that is where it ends.
If one talks of relationships, how does one miss the 'Lover'!! He/She is my confidante. He/She is the person i hate most and with all sincerity wish to get rid of at times. He/She knows what food i like even more than my mother. He/She knows when i need my space. He/She is the one i want to travel with. He/She is the one i want to hold when i come back after a long tiring day. He/She makes me feel comfortable even in the silence between us. In all of the above He/She could be my brother/sister, could be my girlfriend/boyfriend or even could be my father/mother. Then why do i name that one 'Lover'? Why?
Lovers: This is one relation i wish i could justify the name of. Does physical intimacy make him/her my lover? Does that desire to walk your journey with him/her make him/her your lover? Does the heart wrenching pain you feel at not having him/her by your side make them your lover? Does the ability to be happy in their happiness (even if it cuts you through and through) make them your lover? Or is lover your favorite friend who knows your reds from blues , makes you cry while you laugh, makes you forget your worries, makes you enjoy the journey more than the destination they are going toward, makes your happiness his/her happiness, makes your dreams his/her dreams?? [May be you could give me answers.:P]
In all this drama that the society staged and we enact we forget to live them and get lost in the mazes that life spins around us. So fellas don't name them. Love them! Breathe them! And more than anything bask in them!
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