After 2 daysa at home of sleeping late , eating good home cooked food and njoying the warm sun till late afternoons, not to forget reading..monday seemed more slow than ever.. maybe because i didn’t have much work..:)
It felt like a series of captured images. just moving along and myself seeing it froma a distance!.. something in me like the fast more than slow!..
Glad tohave passed the day with no regret atleast!
All of us love our families, our parents, siblings , pets! We love them and never want anything bad to ever happen to them. not even if they chose to .
When does love and care for another cross the boundary of individuality and become controlling? Which ‘you should’ becomes the ‘ you have to’? When do you stop listening because you know you are saying the right things? It all begins when you care .. care so much that when every bit of your own individualism has given up on keeping you ‘loved one’ sae and protected that you cross over the individual boundary and control( or atleast try to) control your ’ loved one’.
Its not easy to care for someone apart from yourself. And when you do, so deeply and whole heatedly that it breaks your heart wen they break their… you emotionally feel the pain that they do. It almost feels like its your duty to keep them from getting hurt, like you have the right to stop them from the wrong ways, the pain and also the hard learnt lessons!
But even all this is not enough. There’s always an ‘I’ and ‘you’, and the ‘me’ comes only sometimes and hides again. And why not?, you care doesn’t mean you CONTROL!.your concern doesn’t mean they don’t fall and learn…but whats to be kept in mind is that they need a hand to hold and get back on their feet, a shoulder to cry on, a heart to confess to and a friend to support and just be there..
What sets these limitations I’m not sure, but what I’m sure of is, that no one can keep themselves or anyone from pain and fall, so just hang on there.. and be there for all those you care for..let them learn the way they choose to and control over your “NO CONTROL’ s.
