To be hurt or to hurt?
People are funny creatures really.
Not funny haha but strange and yet this is what sets one individual apart from the other.
We hurt ourselves and others through the things we say and do and even when we fail to say or do certain things expected of us.
I apologise for sounding profound.
Let me give you a case in point.
A loves B and B loves A.
A and B have promised to love in sickness and in health, till death do they part.
Yet, however much love A showers B with, B can only see A's faults and hounds A with them.
However, B just can't bear to be apart from A for any length of time exceeding half an hour.
Sound familiar? A little stifling you might think, but they really do adore each other.
So, one day, B is hungry and makes A get B some food. A, not feeling too well, obliges. A cycles out for some take-away and has a minor accident on the way. Meanwhile, B is impatiently awaiting, pacing and feeling hunger pangs.
When A arrives, B pounces on A and chastises A for being late. Pulling a face, B feigns reluctance to eat. A, on the other hand, looks for sympathy and attention by relating A's accident. B responds by accusing A of riding too fast instead of showing any concern. A turns away disappointed, bitter and angry muttering that it would be the last time A did any favours. B, unnerved reponds with lightning speed, that B would be fine and promptly refuses to eat.
This is the beginning of a cold war - which ends with one on a 3 day hunger strike, resulting in B being warded in the local hospital and the other non-chalantly detached.
The point of the above story is a lesson for all of us, regardless of age, gender and race. Why do we persist in such futile acts, when the end result is only hurt. Hurt all around, pain in every which way, not only for the parties concerned but also for those who have been plucked out of their daily routines to be peacemakers and care providers who were put on the spot for loving and worrying about them.
Please, let us love without hurt. For in the end, words uttered in the heat of the moment cannot be retracted and all the sorry proffered is of little use when a fragile heart is hurt, bruised, fractured, cracked or broken.
Not funny haha but strange and yet this is what sets one individual apart from the other.
We hurt ourselves and others through the things we say and do and even when we fail to say or do certain things expected of us.
I apologise for sounding profound.
Let me give you a case in point.
A loves B and B loves A.
A and B have promised to love in sickness and in health, till death do they part.
Yet, however much love A showers B with, B can only see A's faults and hounds A with them.
However, B just can't bear to be apart from A for any length of time exceeding half an hour.
Sound familiar? A little stifling you might think, but they really do adore each other.
So, one day, B is hungry and makes A get B some food. A, not feeling too well, obliges. A cycles out for some take-away and has a minor accident on the way. Meanwhile, B is impatiently awaiting, pacing and feeling hunger pangs.
When A arrives, B pounces on A and chastises A for being late. Pulling a face, B feigns reluctance to eat. A, on the other hand, looks for sympathy and attention by relating A's accident. B responds by accusing A of riding too fast instead of showing any concern. A turns away disappointed, bitter and angry muttering that it would be the last time A did any favours. B, unnerved reponds with lightning speed, that B would be fine and promptly refuses to eat.
This is the beginning of a cold war - which ends with one on a 3 day hunger strike, resulting in B being warded in the local hospital and the other non-chalantly detached.
The point of the above story is a lesson for all of us, regardless of age, gender and race. Why do we persist in such futile acts, when the end result is only hurt. Hurt all around, pain in every which way, not only for the parties concerned but also for those who have been plucked out of their daily routines to be peacemakers and care providers who were put on the spot for loving and worrying about them.
Please, let us love without hurt. For in the end, words uttered in the heat of the moment cannot be retracted and all the sorry proffered is of little use when a fragile heart is hurt, bruised, fractured, cracked or broken.
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