The UNNAMED Relationship'S

It is a very basic human characteristic to assign some sort of nomenclature to things we associate with, be the place we live in, the world around us or be it the people we care about or are related to. For the ones implied on us by society, we call them by different names like father, mother, sister brother etc and the ones which we choose for ourselves, we call them friends, Bf, Gf etc.

But what exactly is a relationship?? Is it just a name we choose to assign to something we share with someone or it is a feeling of the heart which we share with someone. Does just saying that he/ she is my bf/gf, give you the satisfaction and the comfort that YES, now I have something substantial or something worth living for. Why are we so hell bent on tagging every relationship? Why can’t we just enjoy that special feeling with that special some? Is the society which forces to define everything clearly or is that we are so blind that we are not willing to challenge our inertia for change?

Every Holy Scripture says that life is a constant struggle between GODD and EVIL, that both of them reside inside of us and that every moment makes us choose one over the other. If so, then how can it be possible to slot every human connection into a standard relationship name?? Why can’t we just say that, like life, this relationship hinges on the GREY area. It’s not something, that can be defined in words. It’s the source of my biggest happiness, even if at times, it drives me crazy.

The irony of life is, for the last 6 to 8 yrs, I have the heard the phrase “ I CANT EXPLAIN WHAT I SHARE WITH U, BUT IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME” and laughed my ass off on it, and now, today , in the twilight of my educational life, away from home, away from all familiar faces, I find myself in the very same situation, saying the very same things and experiencing the very same emotions (Thankfully not with the very same females atleast ;-) )

It’s surprising how much a person learns once you take him out of his comfort zone. How the things, which were nothing more than mere shallow words at one point of time, take the form of divine truth, and notions by which you used to swear by, seem like nothing but shallow worlds. How at times, even the taste of defeat is far sweeter than the taste of all ur conquests/ victories put together. How the refusal of a girl to ur proposal, make u even closer to her?? How suddenly you message someone in the middle of the night, without a care in the world, just to say that u r scared/ worried, how despite everything that goes on, anytime something goes wrong or u wanna share something personal/important, SHE is the only person that comes to your mind, even though she is NOT ur gf?? How, despite knowing it for a fact, that NOTHING will ever happen between the two of us, you go to any extent for that person?? People may say, IT IS LOVE . Yes perhaps it is, but why make life so simplistic. Why can’t we be comfortable in the GREY’s of a relationship. Why can’t we JUST accept the fact, for some strange, the comfort level, which u share with that specific person, is something out of this world. That despite all the problems, complications, bad history, confusion, so called UNACCEPTABLE relationships in the society or for the lack of a better term, UNSIMPLISTIC relationships, r sometimes the biggest source of your strength.

How, you can magically open up all ur secrets to that person, and that person alone. How despite all your best efforts, she is always on your mind?? How despite all the bad blood, you look at the relationship and realize that, the NAME is not important, the feeling in the relationship is far more important. How every time you look at her, you can’t help but cherish how lucky u r to share with her whatever it is you share with her.

I may be the last person on this earth to understand the concept of LOVE, but yeah, when it comes to relationships in the GREY area, I have come to cherish them very dearly. So much so, I have come to realize that , for a soul like me, life in the grey is far more happier and enriching that living it in the rigid colours of the society.

Not confused any more