Wednesday, October 16, 2013


Pic.: Neerja Panchal

Who show us the maximum impatience?

Our loved ones!

Who do we show our maximum impatience?

Our loved ones!

It is really strange… Funny! But, ironically, it is not strange at all…!

We tend to take our loved-ones for granted… their ideas, their suggestions, their advice, their help and support, their sacrifice and love…

Where we should have paid the maximum attention… where we should have been extra-courteous and appreciative… yes, there, we show our maximum impatience, least attention… there, we are least appreciative and even maximum critical…

Most of us spend our entire life-time without realizing this folly of ours… And, some of us do realize this as we age… when we come to accept the reality that our loved ones – spouses, children, parents and even friends – are not our ‘properties’… that, they have been there in our lives to make us fine human-beings – loveable and loved… to enrich our lives with wisdom, compassion and love.

Many a times, when my loved-ones show me impatience, I find it difficult to swallow it… I sense the discomfort, the pain… the feeling of isolation. But, that’s exactly the moment, when I am able to see the other side of the game we play: “Don’t I do the same to my loved-ones?” I am able to ask, “Don’t they sense the discomfort, the pain… and the feeling of isolation, the way I do?”

So, eventually, this churning of our soul helps…

Our pride falls…

Our loved-ones really become our ‘loved-ones’!

Impatience, I believe, comes from our false pride… In our relationships with our loved-ones, the pride is a huge barricade… It is unnecessary, avoidable and, yes, laughable, too… As the wise-counsel goes:

“It is better to lose your pride with someone you love

rather than to lose that someone you love with your useless pride.”



Nilesh Chug said...

Our pride is indeed a barricade to feel the love of our loved-ones. Wonderful piece!
--- Nilesh Chug

Vinaya Shetty said...

Liked the title!!!! Vinaya

Anonymous said...

Very common with all of us, rightly described. Lalita