What makes a place people live, a house, a home?? I dont want to refer to any cliches here. But, there’s a trend these days which disturbes me, that “a house(home) is an prudent investment”. I read in an article that American real estate was severly affected because people started to buy houses not to live but to sell and make a profit. Everybody wanted to buy and sell houses; who would be living in it (who cares about that, right?) The article says it is this greed that destroyed the real estate market in America. It is unfortunate that its not only the market which has changed, but our perceptions and belief of a home.
Distance
Does distance affect relationships? A question asked by many and the answer ranges from peotical to dramatical to realistic…. I feel it does…. I met my two best friends after a log time yesterday…. I confess that there was emotion missing…. I don’t say completely…. but, the intensity was lost…. I couldn’t tell that to them when they sent messages that they were glad we met but it would have been better if we spent more time… what if I was the only one who felt like that and they still had the intensity? Simple things can get quite complicated sometimes right? Personally I feel we could get back to the same level of intensity if we spend more time together… a person’s presence is very important for the relationship to blossom and sustain…. All those who think distance does not matter… kindly be honest to yourself…
Update (24/7/11): True distance might affect the relationship. But, if that particular relationship is important to you, then you should work to keep it alive. I’ve now experienced that relationships can endure, exist and thrive even in the absence of the person. Very glad to realize that.
Do you know the answer??
In the same conversation Santosh referred to an incident he faced last week… When he was in college… he and his friends went for a long drive to Gandipet, they apparantly became good friends there after spending quality time together… and while coming back they vowed that they would return to the same place when they were settled…. and last week they did… but he confessed that he felt no emotion… he said… it would have been better we had not gone there… we were stone cold… I doubt if anybody felt anything at all for eachother… I would atleast have had a good memory, had I not gone there… he asked… why does it happen? why do we become like this? What answer should I give him? What answer would you give him? I could only say…. I experienced the same…. but why does it happen?? Anyone???
Do you know the answer?
Santosh came the other day… we were discussing how our work lives were… he suddenly asked… is this it? is this life? get up…. go to work.. come home… and the next day the schedule repeats… thats it? is this what we looked forward for when we were in college? is this life? (mind you santosh loved his job….) I could only acknowledge how he felt and told him that we were travelling in the same boat… I didnt know the answer to his question… do you?
A moment of Silence
I get exhausted, exhausted living. Funny right? yes, I do get exhausted, exhauted living upto expectations of people.. sometimes you (include me also) live to prove that you are not a loser, sometimes you live to “be in the game”, sometimes you live because you have no other option.. I wonder when do we live for ourselves?? Whenever I come to this phase (which happens every now and then), I am posed with one eternal question, “who the hell am I??” And, fortunately or unfortunately, I can’t answer that, so I end up feeling and knowing I dont know myself. So, I/we conveniently loose ourselves in the rat race forgetting the pain. (A good way actually, how many of us do actually have the guts to face ourselves?? – Its funny to see the extent to which people can go, to just not remain alone with themselves)