Of journeys, inward and outward...
Isn’t it a pleasure
To offer succor?
Oh yes, we are so genuine,
Touched to the heart
Feeling, we say, the same pain and sorrow
Though sometimes I wonder if we really do.
Be it death or a lesser misfortune
We condole, condemn the flippancy of fate
That dealt our kith or kin this cruelest blow.
Yet, I wonder, is it regret or relief
That predominates our minds
Regret for them and secretly, guiltily,
Relief that we have been spared for now?
My friend says – ‘Take it easy! Be cool!
Heavens won’t come falling down!’
I take a deep breath; try to loosen my facial muscles
Taut like strings of a tennis racket.
How easy to comfort others
How easy to say ‘I understand’
How easy to say ‘ I am with you’
We are eons away from each other!
******** Balachandran V Trivandrum, 19-05-2010
I read somewhere that sympathising is ‘nothing but secretly expressing one’s relief that one’s been spared’. Is it possible to say ‘Take it easy! Be cool! Heavens won’t come falling down!’ to someone we really care about? Most often, ‘I understand’ is something that people use quite loosely. At the max, one can ‘know’ what the other is through but ‘knowing is not experiencing’. Is all well?
Arun, like we have somewhere earlier, in most occasions a touch, a gripping of the shoulder or even a look would suffice. Thanks; yes, I see light at the end of the tunnel - yet to reach there, though.
Why should I bother to succor you when your solace or otherwise does not breach my happiness?
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