Casual Thoughtfulness!

Acceptance is apparently the hardest part of life. Just on the verge of stepping into the other side of life, when I look back it already seems like I have lived for so long and that’s unbelievable. I am glad no one barged in with a knife behind my back all these years. Because just a couple of days back I woke up realising I am not the same guy to sleep at 3 and wake up at 10 any longer. My poo wakes me up at 6:30 sharp. And that my friend is how I have designed myself. Apparently! For now, let's just blame it partly on the school going teenager and partly on the work commitments and most importantly the time zone differences from family! Speaking of which, without digressing for another moment, let's just accept the old age rage syndromes and begin speaking of acceptance yet again.  Accepting that another person did not like your design, accepting that your product launch failed to impress the client, accepting that you are scared of falling down, may be yet again; phew...

My idea of friends and friendship, if I have to define it in two words it would be “non judgmental”. We all have friends, of all sorts. I have made many friends over the years, some stayed with me, and some in my thoughts. In all these years, there had been just one single friend that my unconscious mind recalled time and again. My sister from another mother, my mind reader from miles apart, she has always been there. Now that I have a lot of time to over analyze a lot of things, I just thought why is she so important to me? What binds us like that? The answer is right there in my very first sentence. She is non judgmental of my actions. She accepts me the way I am and she knows where I need to be stopped. And to me, if she says it, it must be true.   Those who know me would know I wouldn’t write a letter of gratitude as a blog, well I could too. But nah, I am just going to touch that core matter of this entire monologue. The crux that binds people in a relationship of tr...