His friends hated her. She hated them. It was a pairing doomed for the gallows from the start. It is my firm belief that the approval of one’s friends is of the utmost pertinence when it comes to an indicator of how healthy a relationship will turn out to be in the grand scheme of all things relationship; immediate family in the case of subcontinental match-ups, for the aforementioned is indubitably the fable of a western union.
But, it wasn’t just a case of dislike by an acquaintance as cupid would have it, it was something profoundly deeper at a sinister level. It was a game of tug and pull where true love never really existed, instead, it was always about the dominance of the other. Come to write about it, he didn’t care much for her friends either for that matter and that just made things worse. It added to their misery and made them invent ways to inflict as much hurt and pain upon the other as conscience would allow – and at times not.
Mutually Tangible Connection – Relationship
You see, when one embarks into the life of another one forgets that one has maintained a perfectly functional existence without the presence of the other up until that point and one can’t just reorient one’s entire life in the blink of an eyelash. A mutually tangible connect has to sprout followed by acceptance, tolerance, and pure love that emanates from the deep cauldrons of the soul that makes one want to desire to alter one’s life at the seams so that two lives eventually merge into a semblance of holy communion fondly adored by all and sundry around them.
For it is only when the effervescence of fragrant love reverberates from the companionship of two people lost in each other’s love that their friends or family get sucked in by the same divine force that conjoins the blessed pair. Otherwise, psychological counseling is the need of the hour and not a romantic illusory driven by lust, promiscuity, a desire to win at any cost of which the common condiments typically are blame-gaming, name-calling, concocted accusation hurling eventually transposing into physical hurt at times, which is the last straw. A carelessly uttered word, a callously enacted theatric, a capricious effort to save face simply to prove a point and get momentary satiation, but never truly care, or compromise, or understanding, or acceptance, or forgiveness. Such a wretched relationship it was – an outright he said, she said.
