So what you didn’t come?

So what you didn’t come

I sat by the window

Looked up to the silver, playful sky

Flirted with the stars

Winked at the crescent moon

The moon was decked in glitters

Just ready to have a ball

We exchanged glances

With throbbing hearts

Told our endless stories

Held hands, tickled and tapped

We went for a never ending ride

The stars sneaked and giggled

Made the night mysterious

Endless and loving

So what you didn’t come?

My Struggle for Independence

On Independence, interdependence and Individuality

Being independent and living up to being one is an act of great responsibility which everyone yearns for. Some are, apparently, independent as early as in their post teen years and some, in country like ours, are still not, even in their sixties. Does that mean being independent is a frame of mind that depends on our thought processes, the way we perceive things and the extent we are affected by our surroundings?

In our society, it’s still OK when a person, single but of age, to stay with their parents, with their families. But, being in a family and having to do less stuffs, does not make one dependent on others or vice versa. True independence is not just being able to do stuffs by ourselves and having to make a living out of our profession, going to the market, buying vegetables and then eating and tomorrow is an another day! I have seen people, who are in a family, with many authoritative people around, yet having a strong opinion, a sense of decisive choices. They think, they talk and most of the times, live by what they believe in. They have individualistic traits that make them independent. On the contrary, some who have been living alone since tender age still do not quite have their opinion, their free thinking power, their might. What I want to say is, independence is not as much as in our apparent decision to live all by ourselves as in being able to think, reason and live independently. I agree, living by our own means and deciding on several small earthly issues and subsequently, seeing it happen does make us individuals enough to take a decision. But being independent is not just that at the end of the day.

My ability to think for myself and having the power to see the broader view of what we are thinking and what we are not make me strong. The power to decide between the right and the wrong, the power to reason as I believe in and to stand by it whenever situation arises and be responsible for what I do and what I do not, not only makes me independent but also beautiful.

It’s about making one’s own choices and getting less limited to physical restraints. Having said this, no one can be fully independent or dependent for that matter. The base of every society ensures our interdependence – the cohesive force that binds us together. That way ‘true independence’ might sound like an oxymoron. But then, when we wait for our parents’ nod or our spouse’s choice or our kids’ opinion, we are still independent. For all of these manifests our love and integrity to our families. It’s important that we instill this power to think independently, to speak our minds, to have our own reasons, choices and preferences, the sense of righteousness, the power to judge unaffected in the formative years of the children. The children should also learn that freedom comes with responsibilities. The responsibilities that they would grow up to do justice to.

I have been trying to have a terrace view, alienating myself and believing in my understandings and the perceptions. Trust me, nothing is more beautiful than having to determine and resolve the things we believe in, for ourselves. It makes us beautiful and the world too.