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Rethinking

 “If there is one thing that you aim to do in your life, it’s not to take people for granted because one day when everything is falling apart, those people who were always there before, might not stick around to be there again…” – Anon

Recently, I was told that I should rethink the meaning of friendship. I wanted to point out to this individual that I, more-or-less, rethink about everything. Especially, my relationship(s) of any sort with anybody. I tread with great care and do not intrude upon.

But I did. Think – that is, in order to unearth why this person was so agitated? What was I supposed to analyze? Was it because I rejected a munificent, albeit an unasked for gesture?

I remain befuddled.

For all those who time-and-again advice me to rethink or take my silence as a fault, I would request them to rethink if I have ever interfered in the way they lead their lives; ever extended unsolicited opinion……………..then, and only then, hold forth.

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I have been told that my bearing is suspect, but someday I hope to get rid of the monkeys on my back.

I have been told that I clutch nothing else but memories, but someday I hope to bury the footsteps echoing therein.

I have been told that I do not live for each moment, but someday I hope to feel reborn.

I have been told that I shed too many tears, but someday I hope to stop hurting.

I have been told that the stone inside me weighs me down, but someday I hope to lift it.

I have been told that I am a sceptic, but someday I hope to learn the meaning of trust.

I have been told that I have no aspirations, but someday I hope to refurbish the fabric of my dreams.

I have been told that I do not talk, but someday I hope to stop listening.

I have been told that I do not articulate, but someday I hope to loosen my tongue.

I have been told that I am droll, but someday I hope to lift the veil.

I have been told that I am difficult, but someday I hope to be acquiescent.

I have been told that I have no occupation, but someday I hope to stop repairing roofs.

I have been told that I have no social graces, but someday I hope to learn pretence.

I have been told that I am insignificant, but someday I hope to have wealth.

I have been told that I am not gregarious, but someday I hope to suffer fools.

I have been told that I have no faith, but someday I hope to believe.

I have been told that I do not think of others, but someday I hope to be selfish.

I have been told that I do not value people, but someday I hope to be mercenary.

I have been told that I am a fool, but someday I hope to be wise.

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So, a lot of ‘someday I hope’ and further rethinking.

However, I am neither deaf nor sightless; have not been lobotomized; and when my chips are down, I know exactly which side of the fence people are/will be.

 

 


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