Good Will Hunting
The kind of life we all lead these days, where everything is urgent(should have been done yesterday types) and we keep thinking of ourselves, where are we going? whats the next best way to tackle life?etc etc. While all this happens , a parallel existance is happening where we meet people, make friends, hang around, bother about things and people, fall in love with every beautiful thing,gesture. But then one day with one person you feel helpless, like you cant get through to them, you give them a hug they feel better and then its closure again.
The way i see it, all of us go through this, and choose to be open about it or not, and sometimes its ironic when you are down and someone is trying to cheer to up but we sap all energy from them and when we are ok that instant they are down. i dont know how much of this makes sense, but as of right now its breaking my heart that my madness,bubbliness, smileness nothing is working. Everything starts revolving around this feeling of not being able to do something, i know the counter argument would be "dont tread too much into that territory if the other person is sensitive, or atlesat you are there just be there or you must be making a diff on some level" but it all falls short to that deep rooted feeling inside you that says"i want every single thing to be ok for this person". My mind is going in a billion diff directions. Chances are (especially with our own friends or same age group people) we all go thru the same thing and know what its like to have someone just wanting to hug you make it ok for you, or just say something silly and cheer you up. I can just thank God that i have people like that and pray that i am that to someone or most people i know.
Watched a very beautiful movie last night, where a small girl teaches a man how to love, how to live his life again just by being there for her. She is small and honest, no pretty packaged words no drama, just very very genuine. It can all change and it can all be ok, even if its for alittle bit, the imapct is lasting.:)
The way i see it, all of us go through this, and choose to be open about it or not, and sometimes its ironic when you are down and someone is trying to cheer to up but we sap all energy from them and when we are ok that instant they are down. i dont know how much of this makes sense, but as of right now its breaking my heart that my madness,bubbliness, smileness nothing is working. Everything starts revolving around this feeling of not being able to do something, i know the counter argument would be "dont tread too much into that territory if the other person is sensitive, or atlesat you are there just be there or you must be making a diff on some level" but it all falls short to that deep rooted feeling inside you that says"i want every single thing to be ok for this person". My mind is going in a billion diff directions. Chances are (especially with our own friends or same age group people) we all go thru the same thing and know what its like to have someone just wanting to hug you make it ok for you, or just say something silly and cheer you up. I can just thank God that i have people like that and pray that i am that to someone or most people i know.
Watched a very beautiful movie last night, where a small girl teaches a man how to love, how to live his life again just by being there for her. She is small and honest, no pretty packaged words no drama, just very very genuine. It can all change and it can all be ok, even if its for alittle bit, the imapct is lasting.:)
2 Comments:
Slowly but surely we're ceasing to be the children we were when quirky faces, tickling etc did the trick. Like every cut or bruise takes its own time to heal no matter the antiseptic applied, adult lows too are individual battles one fights. Close friends, family make it easier bearing it but the season will takes its time:)
Mushy movies eh?..you should then also watch Patch Adams; one of those movies that leave you in a dreamy daze as the credits are rolling in the end...i liked it alot!
Keep up the good work » »
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