No one ... On one dull evening, I and Partner were having tea at our usual place. There wasn't anything to discuss as such. I mean we could have discussed Indian elections, IPL, recession or anything, but none of that would have interested Partner. He has strange interests. He lives an interesting life and takes least interest in it anyway.
It'd been 15-20 minutes since we came here, I was waiting for him to break the silence. Finally, I lost my patience.
"What?" I almost yelled at him.
"What?" he was confused, but least bothered.
"Say something."
"Why?"
"..."
"We came here for tea, we are having tea. Why say something?"
"Okay, don't say anything." I was obviously offended.
Another few minutes went by. Then he suddenly broke the ice and said in slow measured tone,
"At times .. no, no, in fact oftentimes .. you feel .. you deeply in your gut feel .. that no one cares for you, that no one understands you, that no one hears you. You want to be heard, to be cared, to be understood. You feel as if your thoughts in the room full of your family and friends hit the dead vacuum and no one hears them.
But you don't realize that it's not just you, everyone is thinking the same. At least those who think are thinking the same. You never tried to listen, tried to understand anyone else, did you? Why not for a change try to understand people?
Your will start living your life, once you stop viewing yourself from others' eyesight and stop expecting from people. Stand in front of the mirror and ask if the person standing in front of you understands you. No one else need to understand you, becase you are too complicated for them to understand."
"..."
"Waiter, bill please," he called the waiter, took some money out and placed it on the table and said to me, "I gotta go, take care. Bye!"
He abruptly got up, and left.

I was still trying to figure, what'd just happened.  ¶ 2:53 AM 0 Comments