On the edge of happiness...

All my life has been a walk, from one destination to another. At times, people around have set the destination for me, but most often, I have set them for myself. Justifies my not being repentant for whatever I have been through, because good or bad was a conscious choice I made!   I have had detours, diversions. Some for the heck of it, some out of compulsion. But in all my detours and diversions, you have been a signal post at every crossing. Perhaps defunct, but nevertheless, existed. Signal post…that reminds me, I know not from when it existed. Was it from the time you came into my life? Or the day you chose to take the first exit right? From the time my quest began? Or the day I realized the quest is futile? I remember my first looking back, my first smile, my first pouting…even my first anger. All my firsts to be precise, only to realize my firsts do not equate with the world. It’s all in my mind…a world of its own. Firsts I revisit often, smile at, even fight for.

Opposites attract! How often have you heard this? More importantly, how often have you felt this? A desire to befriend a person who is unlike you, thinks what you can’t, does what you don’t, or eats what you don’t (or vice versa). Someone who is altogether different, yet a chord binds you somewhere… and pulls a string of similarity. For me, all my life I’ve been friendly with people who are like me, unlike me, and even to those who dislike me. Making most of them feel I’m so like them. Except few! Or one to be precise! When not similarity, but the difference pulled me in. Leaving that and me aside, I wonder – is it all about complementing? What works best in a relationship? A friend of mine, who echoes almost all my thoughts (and fights on those he does not) once said that it’s important to complement each other in a relationship. Someone who you can appreciate for the qualities you don’t have or have lost. Something as simple as child-like innocence! That was the most apt e