Friendship -- the only relationship I know.
Yes it is true. I do not share much of camaraderie with my father, brother or with any of my relatives than I do with my friends. There is a reason for this. By the time I realized I existed I am found myself in a Boarding school where mercy and love are nowhere in their dictionary at least at the elementary school level. All Wardens are Men. Men can only entertain children they can’t actually console them. The only solution they had to make stop crying the students is beating. If we did not ate they beat us, if we cried they beat us, if we laughed they beat us, if we slept they beat us and so on beating is the only solution that they had. The only people we had in hostel to share our sorrow, fears, happiness are the people around who are also suffering and they are my friends. So whatever we do we used to do it in groups starting from waking to sleeping and eventually they became integrated part of my life.
Since I spent most of my life away from home and in those times there are no mobiles or e-mails I did not spent enough time communicating with my family. By the time I realized this and tried to start communicating with my family, I came to know that there are not open minded and they started changing me instead .This made me to distant from them as I am getting lost in the process. I do not mind people having different opinions. But I want people to accept me as who I am not what they think I should be. I always say to my friends let us agree to disagree and stay connected.
Now the comedy part is in the movies where I see a son who is left alone by their parents by some accident or incident after 20 years come to know that his father is being killed by villain and the son taking revenge for his father always seems to fantasy me. The part which is interesting me is not the revenge but the thought he gets angry for his father being killed. For me (who has grown away from parents with minimal communication) my father or any other third person would be same. The only movie where I had appreciated meeting between two distant relations is “ZINDA”. I loved the scene when Sanjay dutt meets his daughter after killing John Abraham; his daughter just greets him by saying “HI Dad”. There won’t be excitement in her and that is obvious as she came to know about her father only that day.
This is the problem with people who are brought up completely in Boarding schools especially schools like one I had been brought up. I had a chat with so many people who came from these schools t and always asked what the solution to this .They unanimously answered “MARRIAGE.” :)
Then I figured it out that we are brought up so rough and tough that we did not know what Love is. We UNconsciously are craving for Love.
PS: Somebody Love me yaar :)
Since I spent most of my life away from home and in those times there are no mobiles or e-mails I did not spent enough time communicating with my family. By the time I realized this and tried to start communicating with my family, I came to know that there are not open minded and they started changing me instead .This made me to distant from them as I am getting lost in the process. I do not mind people having different opinions. But I want people to accept me as who I am not what they think I should be. I always say to my friends let us agree to disagree and stay connected.
Now the comedy part is in the movies where I see a son who is left alone by their parents by some accident or incident after 20 years come to know that his father is being killed by villain and the son taking revenge for his father always seems to fantasy me. The part which is interesting me is not the revenge but the thought he gets angry for his father being killed. For me (who has grown away from parents with minimal communication) my father or any other third person would be same. The only movie where I had appreciated meeting between two distant relations is “ZINDA”. I loved the scene when Sanjay dutt meets his daughter after killing John Abraham; his daughter just greets him by saying “HI Dad”. There won’t be excitement in her and that is obvious as she came to know about her father only that day.
This is the problem with people who are brought up completely in Boarding schools especially schools like one I had been brought up. I had a chat with so many people who came from these schools t and always asked what the solution to this .They unanimously answered “MARRIAGE.” :)
Then I figured it out that we are brought up so rough and tough that we did not know what Love is. We UNconsciously are craving for Love.
PS: Somebody Love me yaar :)
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