The childhood-connection

Lately it seems to me that all the happy couples have known each other for a major part of their lives. So it was because they've known each other through the initial struggle of their lives, they connect better than the other couples. All movies seem to be telling me that. Slumdog Millionaire. Curious Case Of Benjamin Button. Forrest Gump. All people who I come across seem to be showing me that.
Is there no hope for the people who haven't known each other forever? For that magical connection? For that "I know exactly what you feel" feeling?
Maybe we can become excellent story tellers and make up for the years lost. Maybe we can be fantastic lovers and make past unimportant. Maybe we can be so filled with future that there is only that moment and the possibilities of the next?
Maybe...

being possessive, well, yeah...

Sometimes people feel so possessive about their partners, they fear comparision. So they dont want their partners to know anybody else's affection. Thats strange. If you believe you really love someone, and you do, enough to get possessive, I guess there is no reason to fear comparision.

Of course that doesn't mean that your partner can go around with just anybody. Just that, they are permitted to have a past. Look. They are with you. Because they aren't with that other person. And because they think you're better. So the whole basis is - you are better! So quit bothering about it. Time to forget about it. And help/make your partner forget about it too.

For why wouldn't I?

I've become a fan. So please forgive me. But I love this part of the movie The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button where Elizabeth Abbot (Tilda Swinton) tells the story of her swimming through the English Channel. She admits that she wanted to. After struggling for hours she stopped. And hasn't done much with her life after that. Even though at the time, when asked about trying again, she has answered, "For why wouldn't I?".
This is the case with many of us. We give up too soon. While all the time, we were only one step too far.

Not so much attention!

We pay so much attention to some such unimportant people in our lives, its such a waste. Some people just need a reason to criticize you, or belittle you, sometimes not ever a reason. And yet we make such effors to please or ignore such defaulters. We try to argue, convince, sometimes avoid. While really, anything we do is already being done. Most of the things are being done all the time. So what is such a big deal that these few people need to pick on us, criticizing, irritating and just coming through as arrogant rats while many a times they themselves aren't so great anyway. It is just our attention that is making them feel as important at they are feeling in the first place.

All these people do is waste our time and attention. Discussing things that don't need any discussion. Inviting explainations on obvious actions. And really with no real returns.

Listen to what Samuel Goldwyn said:

Pay no attention to the critics. Don't even ignore them.

Wrong timing

Why is it that people spend the time when they're totally in cheezy lovey-dovey stuff on doubting their lover and the time when the lover isn't paying attention wishing they did. Its so vicious and stuck up. Trust is difficult, I know, I know. But really? So difficult that you can't enjoy the moment? Right now, someone's talking nice and behaving well, enjoy it, lets blush and be flattered and be happy AND NICE.

Time spent on past is up, why anymore?

Time seems heavy only when we don't have enough to do or when we are stuck with limited to think. So it is always better to be busy. As time flies and we fly with it, we forget how much a time has really passed. And so we also overlook the things that are capable of freezing the time for us. Things get easier, as we get busier. Efficiency increases as availability of time shrinks. We do more and feel freer. We stop to look at the past, only by steeling a part of the future. And yet, some people like to advise that one should take time off from moving, to look at what has gone.

Looking for people who understand us, we overlook the ones who do that best

We look for people who can understand us. We all do. You too must have wished for someone who could understand what you are going through. Or what really makes you happy. Or someone who knows exactly how you feel right now. Haven't you?
We often confuse companionship with love. And so we just keep looking for it in the ones we love. But every relationship has its own place. A friend is a friend. A lover is a lover. A mother is a mother. We need all of them. Even those relationships that have no name...but this post is not for them.

An elder sibling is a parent who is your own day and age. He/She understand what you need to know, What you want to know, And also, what you know and wouldn't admit. Somebody we love to miss for fighting with. Someone who always thinks we're in love with the wrong person. Somebody we like to tease, tickle and please. Someone who has seen you through the best and the worst and has been there, literally, by default.

I have some very fond memories of my brother as I'm sure many of you do (brothers or sisters). This post is dedicated to them. I miss my brother. And so I write this. Not because today is sibling day or something...

Would you?

There are so many things we fail to say. So many things that we fail to acquire. So many. And every one of us. And yet, life has a way of being so wonderful as it is. It remains forever, just that - wonderful.

Would you rather be someone else?