This post a is a quickie - yup I borrowed that word (to the chagrin of some of you maybe)
I am dashing it off on an impulse because I fear the words will evaporate from that space in my head where they have newly formed themselves.
Most people I know have an ex(a lover, a spouse, a sibling or parent, even a so-called best friend) with whom there has been a bitter parting. Bitter partings are often the natural consequence of unrealistic expectations and commitments, and most of all assumptions. I've been in those spaces and I carry bitter-sweet memories too.
But this post is about something else and I'll come out with it.
For some folks I know, there is one ex who is their best friend. They love each other for life by which I mean true, unconditional love. Love unsullied by the strings of a relationship, the most sacred of which can often cut into you and leave you scarred. They love in the purest sense and often setting each other free is the most loving gift they give each other. They don't tie themselves together on the mundane plane often because they are on distinct, individual journeys that are vital to who they are and who they want to grow into. And perhaps they are the ones who will find a way to be by your side when those who promised to do that, find themselves unable to.
I know some of my readers will relate to this with positive feeling while it might be triggering to others.
And I don't think this post wrote itself quite as it created itself in my head but that's bound to happen when the mundane impinges on the quiet time one needs with the self to transfer those feelings authentically onto the page. But here it is because it felt the need to pour itself out.
Read and share your thoughts. Maybe you have such a person in your life? I know a couple of people who do.
PS - if you are lucky there could be more than one. In my own case, my loves are all partly tied someplace else while I travel through life solo. Do the strings hurt them and have they ever felt the need to untie some or all? I believe yes in a couple of cases. Do I for my part find myself loving a person that way? I don't have an easy answer. Maybe there'll be another post and more time to find out.
Meanwhile I'll leave you with my beloved kadam tree that grew before my eyes and showered her love on me till Amphan threw her down in one brutal blow. She still stays there within view, her leafless form etched against all hues and cloud patterns that melt in and out behind her. She is another kind of ex - her form standing by me, her spirit within me. My post Words Unspoken, Tears Unshed prompted me to include this image with these words. In fact sharing the link a few minutes earlier with a friend, led to this post being created.
Once again this is for Gauri Lankesh
