Family is important. Agree. But what's important in a family?

Ménage Talk

Family they say, understands you the most. That they know what you really are and why. But we as a family, never really learn to deal with the fact that however close we may be, we are and will remain two different people and that nobody is GOD here. You may guess it right most of the time, but you can't be sure if you're right all the time. Because we are a family, we tend to expect that we will be understood. Which is why, we never allow ourselves to believe that each one's a human after all. And this is where those misunderstandings start to crawl up. The relation does not matter. Whatever relation it may be, we always have those trivial arguments, petty issues, silly brawls with one another. You may call yourself the victim, you may call yourself the culprit. We keep coming in and out of those two boxes. We can't help it. True. Because we all go through different lifestorms, and have different stories. And too much catechism all the time just ruins everything. We can feel losing our way down the road, and the letdown turns us sore and sulky. We never intend to, but we do hurt them. We have our reasons, and sometimes we're just being ourselves. If you can understand that, we are a family. But if you can't, then what is a family? 

You know what's funny about a family? That we can handle all those tough situations without a word but one trite, little thing leads to so many quarreling words. We never forget to take out our rage and after the damage is done, we sit back, relax, take a deep breath, and curse the moment. Of course we move past the ugly memories with time because come on, no one here loves to follow dead ends. But then what's the point in fighting all over again? Why don't we mug up our lessons at once? Why do we always go back to square one? The truth is that we can actually go on living like this forever. It is one of those foolish customs that we follow without an off. The one we never talk about, the one we never protest against. Why? We fight because we love, they say. Bullshit. We forgive and forget because we love. I'm not saying this is going to help but what if it does? If we can learn to live with the fights, we sure can learn to avoid them as well. And every effort would count. We'd still remain a family, but a happier one, if only we could try putting a full-stop to our dramas. Well I know these family dramas never really end (thanks to Ekta Kapoor) but hey, we've got lifetime to check, don’t we?