I have come across people who enter into marriages, particularly love marriages, with the hope that they will transform their lives magically. They think love marriages are like magic, and work miracles; the way they see on television. If you are not happy being single, you can never be happy being married. Happiness comes from within. Marriage, be it arranged or love, needs a lot of work. Building homes takes energy, time, compromises and patience. It does not need "love" alone.
Homes break when you listen to the judgements of other people about the people you live with. First of all, when entering into a love marriage, if you expect all your wishes and desires to be met by your loyal slave only at the wave of your magic wand, then you are an idiot. That is not how marriages work. If you enter into marriage with the aim of controlling your in-laws, you are being an idiot once again, driven by Adrenalin and ambition, or maybe by Star Plus. You probably could not find a better job and entered into marriage for the sake of money, pretending it was love.
When you talk to respectable and honorable people, you will get respect in return. When you talk to people who have no respect of their own, you will get disrespect in return for sure. Every time people treat you badly, you should know that the problem in not with you, but with them. If they disrespect you, or try to belittle you, know that they feel insecure in your presence. They feel threatened by you being better than they are. They give you only what they have received from the universe. Someone who respects you has a lot of respect of his own in the eyes of the world and the universe. The world must have treated him well, and he is familiar with respect. People who are kind, have known kindness. People will give you of what they have. How can you expect someone to give you of what they do not have?
You do not have to sacrifice your dignity for your destiny. If it is destiny, it will come. So do not worry and be happy. Nothing can take away or keep away from you what is meant to be yours. Be it good or bad.
We are all born for different reasons. We look at the world through different eyes. We have different understandings of things around us. Each one of us serves a different purpose. We do not necessarily belong together. People come into this world and leave after having served their purpose. Sometimes it appears like some people are born to suffer, while others are born to enjoy life and have fun. Whatever we are meant to be, is coded in our entire being. Those who suffer, will suffer even if they are provided with the conditions of the happy ones. If not in every case, sometimes in some cases the sufferer suffers at his own will.
Waiting for my friends on the second floor of a busy building, I could hear the construction workers working with their heavy machinery in the building compound. While digging into the ground, they found a dead body that appeared to be quite old and yet fresh. It was half human and half machine. It had human skin and one could see the sunlight reflecting from its metallic exposed part of the head.
The dead body was much bigger in size than regular humans. I was still waiting for my friends, looking out the glass walls of the building, with the sun shining bright in the sky on a dry noon in the month of May somewhere in some time period that seemed alien to me. Suddenly the dead body woke up to life and put all those workers into a deep suspended animated mode, with some red light beam coming out of its eyes. It seemed to be some kind of a laser beam. Time seemed to have switched into some other dimension. The day went red, and people in the building, where I was standing, started running around probably for their lives. I saw some tall weird metallic men with laser guns walking in the building. I hid behind a small door.
They were taking people hostages and making them go through some metallic door reactor thing on a conveyor belt to some place I did not want to see or know about. I was still hiding behind that very narrow door, standing very still and not even breathing deeply. There were these tall metallic robotic kind of humans, somewhat like cybernetic organisms moving through the corridors. The conveyor belt door was right next to the door I was hiding behind.
all make mistakes. There are people who can see past those mistakes and
people who cannot. People who willforgive us, and people who will not.
People who will try to punish us even for a slight mistake that we
make, and people who will forgive us for even our big mistakes. It is
good to make small mistakes sometimes, to know who your true friends are.
To know how much you mean to your friends. For some you matter, for
some you don't.
A time comes when people walk away and leave you, as if you never mattered. A time when you realize how superficial these worldly relationships are. There is only one Being that will always remain by your side, and that is God. He will never leave you. When all else flee, only God remains. You can always trust Him and rely on Him. He keeps his promises and loves you more.