Making The Best Of Time

Making The Best Of Time
There was a moon rising from the west. For a moment, I paused at the threshold of time to wonder if it was a shade brighter than the moon standing next to me. The later was certainly better than the former in all ways. On second thoughts, the moon in the sky was not in a position to articulate any of its demands, while the one beside me was going to pester me with its insatiable needs forever and a day, and I was going to have to spend quite a bit of my time and energy in satiating its needs.

There is a typical joy associated with being able to satiate someone’s needs, and I was on my way to discovering the bliss while it unravelled itself from the folds of her being. I’m  not sure if I should call it a bliss because it can be quite exacting in all its paraphernalia. Well, the same joy and bliss is discovered when a child expresses an affinity for a toy, and you get it for the child. But the joy is discovered only if you are in a position to satisfy all needs and desired articulated by the mortal being you love. I’m not sure if I shall be able to satisfy every wish and desire she articulates. There is something to be discovered along the course of our existence. There are many more aspects of life we are to discover, there is quite a lot of time to make all discoveries.

The point is I want to make someone happy. I want to be of some use to someone. I want someone to tell me how important I am for the other person. I want someone to make me feel important in the typical way babies make their mothers feel important. Somehow, babies know for sure they are going to get all the attention and love they are ever going to need from their mothers, and this is the belief that makes them feel secure and comfortable in their mother’s company. I too want to dissipate the same joy to someone. I want to make someone feel secure and comfortable in my company.

The feeling of joy and happiness isn’t going to be one-sided, I know. I shall feel important only if the other person is made to feel as important. I shall have to give an equal amount of love to the other person if I want to be loved by the other person. There is a typical reciprocity and symbiosis involved in this. The barter of emotions is going to be such that if I want to make the other person happy, I shall have to make sure I am as happy as possible. I am the only person in the world who is going to be important for the other person, and this feeling of being important to someone is what I yearn for. This applies to the other person too. To make me happy and content, she is going to make efforts for her happiness. I hope the barter of emotions goes on for a long time.

Love never develops on a single branch of a tree. All the different branches of the same tree should have the same genre of flowers of love flourishing on all different branches in all different forms and colours. The tree needs a good and continuous supply of fodder for this to be possible. I hope I can provide the fodder required.

 There is going to be an impending need to be in a position where both of us look out of the same window, and witness the same scene and draw the same interpretation. The point is that in the ordinary course of events, no two interoperations of the same scene can be the same, but we were out on an adventure that required a similar interpretation of the scene.

At the same time, the other person is to serve as a check on any false interpretations made by an individual. There should be a check on all important decisions taken in life. Our life shouldn’t be a relay race where the winner has already been decided and it doesn’t matter what steps are taken to reach the finishing-line. The race of life should be contested on equal terms where the opponents keep a tab on the propriety and appropriateness of the other person to maintain a good speed adopted to win it. Using foul means is going to extract a severe penalty from both of us. Each of us is going to serve as a check-point where the other person’s progress is checked, but not as an opponent, but as a compatriot.

The moon standing beside me was going to lose a bit of its bright tincture in a few days when the novelty of our interactive experience fades into ignominy. The enthusiasm I had developed on discovering a new celestial body with such a different and luminous perspective of life shall not be here for a long time, I know. Everything fades and changes with time, and our relationship is not going to be an exception. The excitement and joy we have tonight shall not be a part of our relationship for a long time, but the important point is we shall always be together, at least for a long time to come. I hope we can make the best of the time of company we have.