The complexity of human relationships never fails to amaze
me.
There are so many layers and factors that define the bonds
between people, and when the tenuous nature of those bonds change and change
again over time, the relationships ebb and rise in ways that are inconceivable
to an outsider.
Even in stories as old the Mahabharata, there is no telling
when a friend becomes foe, and foe, a friend. It takes so little to make or
break a relationship. Childhood admiration, petty jealousy or winning a silly
game... They go such a long way and last a lifetime in deciding the bonds
between people.
Setting store by so much, and yet so little, that brethren
become sworn enemies, only to turn around and love each other again. And yet,
do they? Truly?
Is it possible to forgive and forget, those bits of hurt and
snubs? Is it possible to forget those hugs and cuddles and shared laughter of
yesterday for hurtful words and actions of today?
Today’s stranger becomes more important than yesterday’s
familiar. The new becomes so much more endearing than the old.
Social beings that we are, there is so much importance on
the nuances of who said what, and how.
Is blood really thicker water? Then we wouldn’t have so many families break
apart. Or would we?
Growing up (or old) with someone, you would think you know
them as well as yourself. And yet, people change, and so do the relationships. The
old often give way to the new, why can’t it just... grow... to accommodate both
the old and the new?
