“People run, sun to sun, caught in their lives ever flowing…….. once begun, life goes on till it’s gone, we have to go where it’s going”…………………… beautiful lines sung by Celine Dion…… however, I always tend to relate them, with something that saddens and amazes me at the same time………….
The beauty of life lies, in the people, you take along with you….. all through….. parents, siblings, relatives, friends, teachers, colleagues, lovers, spouses, children, and a whole set of different generations………… love, compassion, care, juvenility, mischief, gaffes, discipline, rules, recklessness, realization, fears, hope, passion, ideas, dreams, ambition, achievements, contentment……………… every person contributes to these attributes in you…... life is collage of emotions…. a wonder kaleidoscope of relations !
Some stay, some leave….. some grow, some are nipped in the bud….. some inspire, some desire…… some nurture love, some dwell malice….. some have streaks of inanity, some are born mature……
And there are some relations, that just vanish in the sands of time…. with no tracks to retrace….. these are often those that change or alter one’s life…. in common terms these are called as ‘phase’….. a chunk of life, that takes you on a whirlwind and thuds you down in a haze…. miles apart from where you began, or maybe with whom you began…… I call these relations as ‘estrangers’…....
No, this post is not a mechanism of battling self bereavement :-p It could probably be a culmination of what I’ve seen around as well as what I've experienced…. and I've seen quite a few ‘estrangers’….. Estranged from love, estranged from friendship, estranged from home, estranged from dreams, estranged from their passion…. the sad part is of course the fact of their estrangement, but equally amazed at the effortlessness and painlessness of it…………….
A volley of questions follows….. are relations meant to be finite? Is there a specified time & space for everything and everyone that comes into one’s life? Is it necessary to categorize and filter them, according to the valued and not so valued? Is estrangement eventually inevitable?
A positive thought says, ‘everything happens for a reason’…. so with that context, an ‘estrangement’ from something/someone, should definitely have a reason…... the snag is identifying the reason…. is it good enough to help you lead a life with no regrets? or is it bad enough, to leave you with repentance ?
It maybe in the mind….. or maybe it’s the strength of the heart….. or maybe it’s just a matter of time…………. even if the cause is not identified, even if the estrangement has no justification, even if it hurts …….. it seems to be a natural and healthy phenomenon…….. ‘Estrangers’ are significant relations, that help to give clarity on the concentrated and devoted relations in life…… As I believe, ‘time heals – time seals’….... time has the power to blur it out, to take one back to the cycle of meeting new faces, new emotions, new ideas, new passion, new relations and perhaps, new set of estrangers too……..
These beautiful lines, written by Gulzar, probably explain the meaning of 'estrangers' in better way ( also, these were the source of inspiration for this post)
कोई आता है पलकों पे चलता हुआ
एक आँसू सुनेहरी सा जलता हुआ
ख्वाब बुझ जाएँगे, राख रह जाएगी
रात ये भी गुजर जाएगी !
वक़्त सालों की धून्द से निकल जाएगा
तेरा चेहरा नज़र से पिघल जाएगा
आँख बंद होगी तो, नींद आ जाएगी
रात ये भी गुजर जाएगी !
The beauty of life lies, in the people, you take along with you….. all through….. parents, siblings, relatives, friends, teachers, colleagues, lovers, spouses, children, and a whole set of different generations………… love, compassion, care, juvenility, mischief, gaffes, discipline, rules, recklessness, realization, fears, hope, passion, ideas, dreams, ambition, achievements, contentment……………… every person contributes to these attributes in you…... life is collage of emotions…. a wonder kaleidoscope of relations !
Some stay, some leave….. some grow, some are nipped in the bud….. some inspire, some desire…… some nurture love, some dwell malice….. some have streaks of inanity, some are born mature……
And there are some relations, that just vanish in the sands of time…. with no tracks to retrace….. these are often those that change or alter one’s life…. in common terms these are called as ‘phase’….. a chunk of life, that takes you on a whirlwind and thuds you down in a haze…. miles apart from where you began, or maybe with whom you began…… I call these relations as ‘estrangers’…....
No, this post is not a mechanism of battling self bereavement :-p It could probably be a culmination of what I’ve seen around as well as what I've experienced…. and I've seen quite a few ‘estrangers’….. Estranged from love, estranged from friendship, estranged from home, estranged from dreams, estranged from their passion…. the sad part is of course the fact of their estrangement, but equally amazed at the effortlessness and painlessness of it…………….
A volley of questions follows….. are relations meant to be finite? Is there a specified time & space for everything and everyone that comes into one’s life? Is it necessary to categorize and filter them, according to the valued and not so valued? Is estrangement eventually inevitable?
A positive thought says, ‘everything happens for a reason’…. so with that context, an ‘estrangement’ from something/someone, should definitely have a reason…... the snag is identifying the reason…. is it good enough to help you lead a life with no regrets? or is it bad enough, to leave you with repentance ?
It maybe in the mind….. or maybe it’s the strength of the heart….. or maybe it’s just a matter of time…………. even if the cause is not identified, even if the estrangement has no justification, even if it hurts …….. it seems to be a natural and healthy phenomenon…….. ‘Estrangers’ are significant relations, that help to give clarity on the concentrated and devoted relations in life…… As I believe, ‘time heals – time seals’….... time has the power to blur it out, to take one back to the cycle of meeting new faces, new emotions, new ideas, new passion, new relations and perhaps, new set of estrangers too……..
These beautiful lines, written by Gulzar, probably explain the meaning of 'estrangers' in better way ( also, these were the source of inspiration for this post)
कोई आता है पलकों पे चलता हुआ
एक आँसू सुनेहरी सा जलता हुआ
ख्वाब बुझ जाएँगे, राख रह जाएगी
रात ये भी गुजर जाएगी !
वक़्त सालों की धून्द से निकल जाएगा
तेरा चेहरा नज़र से पिघल जाएगा
आँख बंद होगी तो, नींद आ जाएगी
रात ये भी गुजर जाएगी !
