Things just somehow seem so complicated and irreparable… A cute little bond you shared seems so distant suddenly.
You try to make up for the lost comfort somehow.
BUT NOTHING APPEALS.
It becomes something like a cracked mirror. It continues to give you your reflection, but not as pleasing and as intact as it initially did.
Communication takes it all! But yes, sometimes even that doesn’t work. You try to put forth things, but somehow those are failed to be understood in that light. You try to wriggle your way and explain, try to put it clearly, struggling to elaborate the sense out of that… You expect the person who has always understood you perfectly to understand this very time as well. And you try to go to his level of understanding and explain… But sometimes things are just too bad.
The talks continue to be vacant and take the unwanted, unpleasant road of misunderstanding or bitterness. You try to draw satisfactory interaction… but it hardly happens. You no longer continue to get the ease and the satisfactory feeling when you talk. The heart is pained.
You try to open up. Tell all this in some or the other way and make the person understand… you can’t and the situation worsens further. The ill feeling continues and makes each moment a thinking pit wherein you just continue to go deeper down, but acquire nothing, not even a direction to go about.
Love has ceased suddenly? No! It’s just the painful passage which has put the ‘relation’ to test.
He respects her thinking and she respects his. She is basically just worked up on seeing his mode of conduct changing as per his influences. He is not very compliant with her stand which is difficult to budge.
She says she works day in and out and now she cannot pull on more. Her body as well as her mind is giving signals of weakness. She cannot ruin her ‘self ‘in the riot of his emotions, his ideals, his authorities, her wants, her expectations, her solace… He clearly doesn’t understand. Iconising his mother, he weighs her. He takes the stand of patient, passive observer. Not responding at all. Tries of pacifying her were but in vain.
She takes a stand too. That of a rebel. She does things as SHE likes and cares for. Ignoring the ‘authority’ of anybody whatsoever. She should have had done that earlier! Instead of being plastic and going the wind goes… ignoring her own wishes. Now all are accustomed to her being an obedient and an unquestioning female, doing all jobs as per ‘their’ expectations. He finds this change weird too. A shock, as he treats this. He thinks of her as a lioness let loose from the cage. His respect for her starts dwindling. But love, stays. In the hope that she will be ‘back’ soon. Actually, love is for her ‘obedient’ self and not for her as a liberal being…
No communication stage starts.
Leading to more tangling.
Both think, ‘it was so simple and happy a relation some time ago!’
The vacuum stage stays. The ‘test’ is still on…
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