Simpler things these days are a rarity. It's as if everyone's running into complexities of existence. Blame it to our lifestyles? Or technology. Or whatsapp's last seen. Or parties and after parties. Or money. Everything is made into a complex gumball that we stick to ourselves and move around as programmed complex creatures.Wow, that's one term. Anyway, so yeah. We sit on our window sill, on rainy afternoons, dipping into nostalgia or deep thought- wondering how simple our past years were. So on and so forth.
The other day, I stumbled upon some old pictures. Not that old, though. They were pictures of friends whom I was not really in touch with now. Maybe we think of each other time and again, but never really met as we used to. I laughed over how each year we had one big fight, that involved a lot drama. How we used each other's names as excuses to meet a whole bunch of other people, rather discreetly. How we spent that long span of time just among ourselves.
And how, we barely meet now. I don't even remember when did we speak on the phone. There is no speck of animosity between us. But then, one day, I read somewhere that sometimes we outgrow certain people. And I could not understand whether I agreed to this, or otherwise. How do you outgrow people? Does moving forward in life imply ougrowing people who made your past worthy? Then, I also thought of some possibilites. What if I had met all those people, now. In the state of life I am curently. When I have a better understanding of things. Would we make better friends now? What if the settings in which we sustained our relationships were different? Would I have been the same person, if I did not have their influence on my life back then?
So I came to a conclusion that outgrowing people isn't the best idea to stick to. Probably it doesn't work for me. Maybe it does for you. I wouldn't know. Sudden realizations of a lost friendship did not embark my mind, no. But it definitely reminded me of the good days that were. Days that were spent with people I liked being around. And I'm quite sure, that would not change if I meet the same people again. Eventually, I came up with my own version of that phrase - You outgrow the time, not the people you spent that time with.
Just let certain things be simple.
The other day, I stumbled upon some old pictures. Not that old, though. They were pictures of friends whom I was not really in touch with now. Maybe we think of each other time and again, but never really met as we used to. I laughed over how each year we had one big fight, that involved a lot drama. How we used each other's names as excuses to meet a whole bunch of other people, rather discreetly. How we spent that long span of time just among ourselves.
And how, we barely meet now. I don't even remember when did we speak on the phone. There is no speck of animosity between us. But then, one day, I read somewhere that sometimes we outgrow certain people. And I could not understand whether I agreed to this, or otherwise. How do you outgrow people? Does moving forward in life imply ougrowing people who made your past worthy? Then, I also thought of some possibilites. What if I had met all those people, now. In the state of life I am curently. When I have a better understanding of things. Would we make better friends now? What if the settings in which we sustained our relationships were different? Would I have been the same person, if I did not have their influence on my life back then?
So I came to a conclusion that outgrowing people isn't the best idea to stick to. Probably it doesn't work for me. Maybe it does for you. I wouldn't know. Sudden realizations of a lost friendship did not embark my mind, no. But it definitely reminded me of the good days that were. Days that were spent with people I liked being around. And I'm quite sure, that would not change if I meet the same people again. Eventually, I came up with my own version of that phrase - You outgrow the time, not the people you spent that time with.
Just let certain things be simple.
