Tag: Relationships

  • LOC

    And we draw our lines. They might be invisible to those who come in, but we expect strict adherence from them, and sometimes we communicate it subtly or explicitly but sometimes not at all. And when they leave, we can’t complain. Perhaps they don’t like our lines, or perhaps they have their own lines.

    until next time, draw your own conclusions

  • Love story

    Unknown to each other, they were..

    A smile and a word between them
    And thus began a friendship rare
    Best of friends, they became
    A smile and a word between them
    And lo, their love was for all to see,
    Dearest of lovers, they were
    A smile and a word
    One love story became two
    until next time, transience..
    PS: D gave me a dirty look after this, so perhaps its best to have a disclaimer – Its not subjective 🙂

  • Square 1.0

    It had to be black or white. Then came the greys, and then, the different colors, a justification for all that we did. But then came the social sites, who just might bring it back to square one. Friendship requests to be answered with a yes or no. A digital age with a binary code.

    until next time, zero or one?

  • Social Currency

    Was chatting with a friend last week on the complexity of human relationships. Of course, she is of the view that it is not so complex after all, and i tend to complicate it with my penchant for over analysis 😀 I admit to the anlaysis bit, but in this case, am not convinced about it being undue. Double the negative, double the fun.
    Coincidentally, also saw a movie last weekend, which brought out my stance almost perfectly, almost, because the character of the protagonist does a U-turn midway. Anyways, the crux of the matter is that i believe that every relationship, even, rather especially the close ones are tinged with a selfish motive, actually, not tinged, more a strong undercurrent. There are precious few exceptions.
    It depends on the individual’s choice whether this gets acknowledged or not, but i strongly feel that there is always currency involved, and it is not always unconditional love or any such seemingly pure emotion… the acknowledgement does not happen perhaps because we mould ourselves to fit into a society and its forms of expression…The undercurrent may be that of emotional security, convenience or anything else – based on the situation, but its most definitely there. And for every help/favor/token of affection etc there isa meter ticking, some of us keep it in mind, and some of us keep it deep in the recesses of our mind

    until next time, mind it 🙂

  • ..and while on context

    I suddenly realised that long before google came on the scene, we were used to the concept of context… a few days back, i had sent our recent goa photos to an old schoolmate, and instead of sending me a reply, the damn fellow decided to leave a scrap in my orkut account.. and so, i was forced to go to my not-so-favourite site and check it out… and while i was there, i also visited his page and couldnt resist checking out old schoolmates (or as SwB claims, peeking at old crushes, which i vehemently deny..hehe)…
    we are all out of touch, except for the stray e-mail blasts that get launched every once in a while that someone feels particularly nostalgic…and its not just school friends- college friends, colleagues from previous jobs and so on… of course, maybe its just me, but i feel its quite a common thing to lose touch with people who were once an inseparable part of our lives…(perhaps that explains the success of orkut, because it gets one back in touch)..
    and thats when i realised that perhaps, wittingly or unwittingly, we make contextual relationships- school, college, jobs.. and its not just people but sometimes even places and cities… and since these relationships are in context, they end when the context ends… and leaves in its wake, memories, which in times to come, give us those bouts of nostalgia….
    they say, as we grow older, we tend to go back to our roots, perhaps, a few years down the line, we’ll see a generation going back to a prehistoric site called orkut to relive their glorious past 🙂

    until next time, take a trip down memory lane…