These days, I increasingly think about all those people from my formative years, who used to advise me to be not so sensitive. Paying heed to their advice could have saved me from lot of heartburn, betrayals, pains and sad phases. Being able to perceive what people have in their mind, without even being told, is a curse one could have avoided by developing a thick skin.
On the other hand, by becoming insensitive, I could have lost the blessings of being able to relish the little joys of life. The tenderness of early morning Sun, the serenity of late night Moon, the joy of witnessing a seed sprout, the boundless love in the eyes of pet canine, the relish of soul-soothing strains of music, the tactile bliss of feeling a pencil tip caress the surface of paper, the soulful smile on the face of a beloved one, the tender touch of a child, the ability to love without ever being in need of any reciprocation or consummation, the protective blessings of a parent's embrace - would they have become lost forever for me, a 'collateral damage', if I had developed thick skin in order to protect my heart?
Would I ever know?! ❤️
- A.
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