Thursday, April 14, 2011

Proximities

Sometimes we stand or walk holding on to each other like our younger selves once did. An arm around a waist, a palm in a palm or perhaps our bodies merely brushing as we walk alongside.

And sometimes we poker up and put great, big swathes of physical distance between us and yell and glower across the gaps at one another.

And then there are times when one of us is distracted, caught up in the swirls and eddies of living, while the other wistfully stands by, unhappy with the distance and hoping that it ends soon.

When we are old and white-haired and stiff-limbed, shall we still have all this?

14 comments:

R's Mom said...

Awww! thats such a sweet post..of course you shall na :) my parents have been married for over 35 years and they still have all this and more :)

Divs said...

Beautifully written post. Wonder whats worse...both partners frustrated at the gap or one busy with things and the other disappointed with the distance. But like you said...each is a phase and they will come and go...right through our old age I'm sure :-)

SUR NOTES said...

And when you are old and grey, you will hopefully continue to reach out for a palm, and will surely try and glower through wide gaps engineered by one or the other, and then again there will be patting of the empty space beside you by way of invitation....

knock on wood, the routine will continue ...

a post that made me sit down and take a breath in the middle of a manic day. thanks.

Subhashree said...

I'm sure you'll have one of the three instances, depending on how you've grown together :D

beyond said...

yeah,i have noticed that its like that in every marriage.you are close,far,indifferent,loving etc etc.there are cycles.i read an arabic saying somewhere that said,love between man and a woman is like moon.it grows,reaches to the peak.grows down and even disappear.where as the love between friends is like stars.not very bright but always there:)

sukanya said...

loved this one! it does make you wonder, doesnt it? well put.

The Orange Cat said...

Maybe, maybe not. But time remains soft.
Lord, Sunayanadi, have I really been acquainted with you for eight years now?

Sue said...

R's Mom -- Now that's inspiration. :)

Div's -- Each phase has its moments, even the ones that feel sad or frustrating.

Sur -- Been having a lot of these thoughts the last few months. Days when I look at what I'm holding in my hands now because isn't this the time of our lives?

Subha -- To think I've known him over ten years now. I remember him as this absurdly youthful-looking dude. :)

Beyond -- I love that saying, thanks so much for introducing me to it.

Sukanya -- :)

Orange Cat -- So it would seem. Feels a like a long time since I was involved with The Statesman. Oh wait, it was a long time ago!

Iya said...

i will be happy with having the first one, for ever and ever!

Aneela Z said...

I HAVE to have all this when Im stiff limbed. even if it involves more glower and less glow. someone has to change the adult pamper.

dipali said...

Methinks that the glowering reduces, but never vanishes entirely! Being together takes on a quiet and steady glow, mostly. And magic, being magic, comes and goes as it pleases....

Sue said...

Iya -- You're such a senti cutie. I hope you guys always stay this way, god bless. :)

'Neela -- More glower and less glow? Hah, then the man can change his own adult Pampers. I think he needs to be far nicer to me than he is presently. A few nice moments are not enough to retain the Sue. *looks haughty*

Dipali -- Humph. And what when I stick on induced by your theory of things getting better with age and Vicky gets grumpier and more annoying and it's too late for me to snag any millionaires, what then?

No doubt you'll be grinning from the astral world. As Vicky assures me his father occasionally does. He made me read ghost stories before bed last night. If that isn't ground for divorce...

dipali said...

I like the thought of me teasing you from across the great divide:)
Maybe Vicky morphs into the millionaire:)

Sue said...

Vicky becoming the millionaire is so unexciting. :)