So why do people separate when they can still be friends and talk to each other?
Oh golly! I have been wondering about that one for ages. My mind tells me it is because sometimes that is all the time people have in each other's lives. My bum says, its the stupid ego you dumb fool! People grow up and they get dumb perhaps.
I remember this little boy (my brother) who would come home beaten up, angry and say "I am never going to be friends with that boy again. I will never speak to him." By the time he had changed into a pair of fresh clothes and done his bit of cleaning up, there would be a still-very-dirty-face peeping in through the grilled window, tiny hands tightly holding onto the bars and calling out his name. He would look up, the frown resting between his eyebrows and face scowling. There would be an exchange of looks, a sign language half flick of the head by the window and my brother would say, "Really?" his eyes getting wider, the frown gone. A nod from the window and in three blinks of the eyes, he would be gone. All my hopes that the friendship was over, really gone out of that same window and door.
How long a minute will last will depend on which side of the bathroom door you are on. Each day of your life will be just twenty four hours. Not a minute more, not a minute less. Most people part ways, tearing the bonds down because they do not agree on a point of view and suddenly find their ego is really their best friend and not this dude or babe one has been confiding in.
Getting back to the point of time one has in a day. If all you have is twenty four hours in a day, one would rather spend it on what happens to be their priority for the moment and not waste it on silly fights. Sometimes, it is better to let go and leave some dignity of the relationship in one's memories. People deal with their lives in different ways. We all have our own emotional survival skills. Some things hurt like a pain in your butt and keeps you squirming in your seat. What do you do? You throw it out, or sort it out or try your best to get rid of the pain.
But, mostly, it is because we have new friends called 'ego' and have forgotten to be children.
Copyright - The Bum
