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Relationship Matters

I was pondering over the term, “relationship”. May be, relationship plays a vital role in human existence. Human beings have a general desire to belong and that is usually satisfied with a relationship. From the early ages of human existence, people wanted to share their feelings and thus various forms of relationships started evolving. If we feel happy, we need someone to share with; if sad, someone is needed to render that supporting shoulder; if in love, someone is needed to express that emotion; if in anger, someone is needed to vent out. And all these need a relationship with another human being. Thus we need family, friends, lover and even an enemy (enemy is also a relation?).

So, a relationship is a bridge between my existence and my emotional overflow. I exist, because I think and I feel. And a relationship exists, because I want to share that thinking or feeling with someone. When someone gives me a patience hearing or renders a helping hand or just a window for my feelings to flow, I feel I am into some relation with him/her. This reminds me of a very trivial incident. Few days back I returned home being fully exhausted after a hectic day and was feeling a bad pain in my feet. The moment I verbalized about it, my two years old daughter came and offered to massage my feet with her tender hands. This cute act of her is reminder of a relationship which offers to ease out pain and suffering.

Now, that prompts me to think, whether all relationships can be named. There used to be an old lady who used to sell vegetables in a local mandi. I happened to be a regular purchaser from her, not because the vegetables’ quality with her were superior, but only because of the fact that she used to ask me about how I am, how is my family, how is the child, etc. Whenever I used to visit her shop, she used to exchange all these goodies with me. Sometime she used to even guide me as to how to cook a particular vegetable. One point of time, I could not go shopping as I was suffering from viral fever. And, one fine morning, this old lady, happened to knock my door. We were surprised to see her. And she expressed that by not seeing me in the market for couple of days, she became concerned and came to my house to enquire about me. Tell me, which name should I give to this relationship?

At the end of the day, relationships exist, because our feelings and emotions exist. May be because of this, whenever any of our relations is broken, we feel shattered because of the loss of this emotional shelter. Relations may not always involve expectations in the broader sense, but somewhere the urge for this shelter is always there.

The main challenge comes in managing different relations and the different aspects of relations. Sometimes, some of the relations seem to be fading away, going out of possession. And loss of any possession hurts. My understanding is that we tend to lose them, because we tend to forget the need for it. We tend to forget sometime the importance of that window, called “relation”. All windows are important, sometime we just need to keep one window half closed, and fully open the other. It all depends from which side the wind is blowing, it all depends from which side the emotion is flowing.

Let’s keep the windows open, let’s keep our emotions ready to be shared. Let that be another small step towards the great world.

Comments

  1. Rajesh DronamrajuMarch 27, 2012 at 3:30 AM

    Good one.. something that I wrote on similar terms when I used to blog couple of years back.. http://rajeshdronamraju.blogspot.in/2009/02/relationships-what-matters-most.html

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  2. Parth@RKMSMarch 29, 2012 at 11:16 AM

    Suddasattwa - once again a great sharing of feelings!!!! nicely said.

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