This is a post that just came to me. It hit me at 1am and I thought I could write about it later but what I feel right now is so pure and intense that I can’t help but express it.
Those of you who have been following my blog for a while will know I love writing about love. I love the idea of it and the feeling of it. I love everything about love.
You come to this world, you meet people, you love some, you don’t love some. You form relationships with them of all kinds. Some stay, some leave. They all teach you a lot in their presence and in their absense. Some stay in your memories forever, some fade away and just their teachings stay with you. But there’s always a point you felt, at least a little, strongly about them and I have always believed that expressing it is very necessary. You get to express, which is an amazing feeling, and someone gets to know how much they mean to you. Brilliant right?
So anyway this is one of those posts. Its about two people. Let’s start with the one that’s triggered the post and then with the one who I remembered feeling exactly the same for.
I started talking to this girl about a year ago. I love getting to know people so I figured I’d make a friend and we’ll see if it lasts or not. Either ways it’ll be fun while it lasts. The circumstances and conditions made it such that it was not at the slightest convenient for either for us to talk to each other. Why? We would write mails back and forth. Each of at least a 1000 words. It’s AMAZING when you read it but trust me, it’s a hugggeee pain to reply to it because you have to keep track of everything that the other person has said and not miss out on anything. Having been used to talking on chat apps, this really is pretty hard. But it’s also exciting. I can totally see how the era of letters worked. There’s a different form of excitement that you don’t get in chats.
Anyway, we maintained this for a year and… At some point we realised we loved talking to each other and that we cared legitimately about what happened in each other’s lives. This feeling.. it’s so good!
Similarly, a few years ago, I met this dude who I had to work with in a project. Total stranger. I thought it would be professional and then we’d part ways. We talked about work, sometimes about other things. It was fun. Then finally, one day the work was done and it felt weird because I really enjoyed working with this person. I didn’t want it to end this way so I figured we’d do more things together and we did.
It took a while before it became less of work related stuff and just us talking and opening up to each other. Giving amazing advicea nd constructive criticism both ways. Now, it feels like he’s a huge part of my life.
I’ve always found it interesting how life unexpectedly brings these people who mean so much to us in our lives at points when we don’t realise but actually need them.
Right now, I feel grateful.
I hope you enjoyed reading this.