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There are people I don’t get along on a fundamental basis. As much as I try to make a go at it, it will fizz out given the discontent that atleast one party is going to hold after a conflict of views.
For instance I do not like frivolity. Please don’t misunderstand this to the aspect of me not having fun. Fun and being frivolous are 2 different things. When you are frivolous you are basically putting up an act and your rubbish everything as a part of the act. Fun is engaging in something uplifting leading to laughter. Slapstick humor is fun but a prank on someone is frivolous. Both cause laughter and I detest the latter.
I have pretty strong opinions and some unbendable values. There are certain things I want to live my life by and a compromise in that wont be possible. For instance, I will not do anything that is to please someone if I don’t fundamentally feel that way. I wont buy a rose on a day I don’t feel like buying a rose. The thought and action of buying a rose is a deep emotional thought that converts into a force of action. The whole thing is special for me and I cannot do it for the sake of doing it. That’s just shallow and I don’t do a lot of shallow things. Everything I do has a mind body soul synch. All the things I enjoy by way of pass time are not things I do to kill time. They absorb me and engage me. Else I wouldn’t be able to do it. When I watch a TV show, read a book or watch a sport or listen to music they all connect with me at a deep emotional level.
I am not afraid to say No. after all these years I am not afraid of it at all. I like to say that I agree with something and when I don’t like something I say it as well. Too often this has been asked of me. To do something I am not OK with doing. I always end up refusing it flatly. It causes considerable heartburn but then I cant satisfy someone with a false sense of action with no thought put in it. When I do put the thought in and put my meaningful action across you will see the detailing and the surfacing of things u probably don’t remember telling me. That’s when I mean it. This is how I am. Unapologetically me.
Sometimes I struggle with the over-complication in getting a read on someone or a situation. I get caught in this web of observations and extrapolations I have subjected myself to. I realize the quagmire I am in and the only way to get out is shun the whole thing and get back to basics. Look at facts and treat it upon the merit of facts without layers of interpretation. I am consciously trying to practice this leaving my mind free to wonder.
I don’t like this concept of people asking me to do something to please them. I am not going to do something to please them. If I feel like doing it then I will do it when they least expect all the same. But it has to be an original thought and like I said before, it cannot be shallow or namesake. Else I will only be misleading people.
There is no love of a certain kind. There is love or no love. One cannot interpret love as the result of only a certain type of act. You didn’t take me to this movie hence you don’t love me is baseless. Love is felt in every bit of verbal and non-verbal communication. We are quick to conclude looking at convenient data points and take for granted the other points that are available. We will only miss out in the process and much worse end in remorse. Love needn’t be conveyed only when you call your special someone and say you miss them, it is also conveyed in the call that enquires where are u despite knowing where you are. Our spoon fed generation often misses the point of such actions. Ask your parents and they will have a book full of such stories to tell.
In the end I like who I am. The world understands me and sometimes it doesn’t. Its understanding or the lack of it is for its own benefit or peril. Despite the waves splashing hard the rock has to stand solid amidst constant persuasion. The rock melts when it sees the sense in the persuasion. And believe me it will be worth it.





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