When I was younger I defined a lot of relationships based on people around me. There were really close friends who made me think, ah thats true friendship. There were brothers whom I saw and wondered, “maybe thats what it means to have a brother”. But most important of them all where the ones that defined love and happiness.
Its odd but over the years the definitions of most of those relationships have changed in my mind but the clarity and honesty that I found with those people defining love always remained. There was always a certain amount of serenity in the way they had influenced me that it was hard to disassociate them with those definitions in my head.
After a while, I guess we start to imagine a perfect image of these people and over time their flaws diminish in the mind. They become clearer representations of those ideas and along the way they become the idea themselves.
A little while back I stumbled upon a person that I hadn’t seen in years. This person was someone I admire and respected but most of all they represented the perfection of an idea in my mind. But that was when I realized that they had walked away from the idea a long time back.
All of a sudden I felt like I was stranded in the middle of an ocean alone and confused. Maybe I was wrong all along and didn’t realize it till now or maybe I was blindsided by my beliefs that I didn’t see the signs.
And then the truth hit me. It was good old change taking charge. This whole experience reminded me of climax scene of Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi where the revolutionary decides to quit his ways and leave the country; and the woman who was inspired to the revolution by him decides to stay back and continue on.
I guess in the end an idea is just an idea. While the concept of ownership may make it seem good, it is defined by us and our actions.