Song 51:
Love is often all about a continuous guessing game. There is conjecture, there is a lot of imagination, there are sleepless nights and speculation. But often the beating around the bush gets too much. It always helps to come to the point and be clear about your expectations. Communication is key. Otherwise there are misunderstandings galore. Life is stressful enough even otherwise. Last thing you want is your loved one too adding stress to it daily. But then who said love is easy or it's a cake walk.
If men are from Mars and women from Venus, it often takes light years to start speaking the same language. Many misplaced signals, many coded messages, many broken hearts later you realise you were both talking the same thing, but in different languages or different idiom. It's funny the number of people from the communications/media industry I have met who have communication issues in their relationships. Perhaps we spend hours and hours trying to reach out to our audiences, wider readership, more popularity, more numbers, that we often forget to reach out to our closest people in their hours of need. Stooped in front of the computer all day, we miss so many cues that our immediate family gives us or the desperation a loved one might be trying to express. All I have to say to that is love your work by all means but remember at the end of the day these words will remain mere words in the vast sands of time. In this regard love those lines from that Mukesh song written by Sahir - 'Kal aur ayenge nagmon ki khilti kaliyan chunane wale, mujh se behtar kehne wale, tumse behtar sunane wale, kal koi mujh ko yaad kare, kyun koi mujh ko yaad kare, masroof zamana mere liye, kyun waqt apna barbaad kare'......What will matter is the real connections we made, the people we genuinely reached out to and made a difference in their lives.
Mom's visiting these days and it's not been a week and I have already received my first reprimand, " You're just sitting in your room on your laptop all day! Give time to your daughter. Talk to her more!" Phew!! And I thought I freaked out when my MIL said the same thing last time she visited. Just when I had thought it was an in-law thing, seems it's a generational thing. Our parents never got hooked on to technology the way we have. Our kids are thankfully still untouched (at least I have kept my daughter away from computers still). It is us who are messed up. So switch off that laptop and call, speak, connect to a real person. A life lived virtually is a virtual mirage, tantalising, promising but also surreal. Get real.
Love is often all about a continuous guessing game. There is conjecture, there is a lot of imagination, there are sleepless nights and speculation. But often the beating around the bush gets too much. It always helps to come to the point and be clear about your expectations. Communication is key. Otherwise there are misunderstandings galore. Life is stressful enough even otherwise. Last thing you want is your loved one too adding stress to it daily. But then who said love is easy or it's a cake walk.
If men are from Mars and women from Venus, it often takes light years to start speaking the same language. Many misplaced signals, many coded messages, many broken hearts later you realise you were both talking the same thing, but in different languages or different idiom. It's funny the number of people from the communications/media industry I have met who have communication issues in their relationships. Perhaps we spend hours and hours trying to reach out to our audiences, wider readership, more popularity, more numbers, that we often forget to reach out to our closest people in their hours of need. Stooped in front of the computer all day, we miss so many cues that our immediate family gives us or the desperation a loved one might be trying to express. All I have to say to that is love your work by all means but remember at the end of the day these words will remain mere words in the vast sands of time. In this regard love those lines from that Mukesh song written by Sahir - 'Kal aur ayenge nagmon ki khilti kaliyan chunane wale, mujh se behtar kehne wale, tumse behtar sunane wale, kal koi mujh ko yaad kare, kyun koi mujh ko yaad kare, masroof zamana mere liye, kyun waqt apna barbaad kare'......What will matter is the real connections we made, the people we genuinely reached out to and made a difference in their lives.
Mom's visiting these days and it's not been a week and I have already received my first reprimand, " You're just sitting in your room on your laptop all day! Give time to your daughter. Talk to her more!" Phew!! And I thought I freaked out when my MIL said the same thing last time she visited. Just when I had thought it was an in-law thing, seems it's a generational thing. Our parents never got hooked on to technology the way we have. Our kids are thankfully still untouched (at least I have kept my daughter away from computers still). It is us who are messed up. So switch off that laptop and call, speak, connect to a real person. A life lived virtually is a virtual mirage, tantalising, promising but also surreal. Get real.
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