Sunday, January 28, 2007

I wonder...

If you love something set it free
If it comes back, it was meant to be,
If it doesn’t, it never was.

The right equation of friendship perhaps. But no thank you. what does setting someone free mean? Letting them be themselves? Accepting them for who they are? Too unpredictable and definitely too risky. I know it’s a lovely quote and all but too many consequences and all in all too much effort. So much easier for us to live a cocoon existence with a certain number of people on our “friend lists”.

Some of us probably love our friends more than our parents simply because we are friends by choice not by any sort of obligation. Our friends love us for who we are and in spite of us. But do they really?

Love and friendship go hand in hand. Trust and humility add to it. Yet they seem to have disappeared. In an argument obviously you are right that’s why you are arguing but the other person also thinks she is right and that’s why she is arguing. Simple enough isn’t it? Not really. Is it worse to have an argument, swear, call each other names and in the end sort it out or keep it to yourself, pretend everything is fine and let the resentment inside grow? On the computer screen it seems easier to sort things out but in reality our egos are too big for us to step down from our pedestal where they are being constantly fanned.

I have always been a very strong believer in speaking my mind but at what cost? Talking it out helps …right? But what if the other person is unwilling to listen? Then what? Do you go down until you get trampled? Is it better to make promises you cant keep or not make promises at all and risk hurting someone? Is it right that you are labeled uncaring because you would rather not make promises you cant keep? Is friendship really just a little book where you note down all a persons pros and cons and then weigh them side-by-side. Are all mistakes unforgivable? What is the use of everyone except the ones that really matter seeing everything you try in order to make amends?

Our friends love us for who we are and in spite of us…. I wonder…

*If anyone has the answers to my many questions in this post please let me know...:)