Some Fights Do Matter

Relationships are a set of beautiful feelings linked naturally with one another. As a potter frames beautiful pot from clay, god moulds people into beautiful relationships. But ever person values such a relation in his own way. Some waste and some utilize this beautiful feeling.
One side of a coin is so pure but the other is really the opposite. Beautiful relationships, love, friendships, do sometimes get filled with anguish, hatred, jealousy. And as soon as this happens, lives of the people involved really do change.
When a person takes birth, god starts socializing him. He goes to school makes friends, college starts and some more friends add on. Then, he gets married makes new relations live with them and fades away.
But one has to live with love and harmony with the people he socializes with. Friendship is a beautiful feeling but when small fights intervene, beautiful feelings appear as worse as ever.
Fights are the major part of your life. At every stage of life you live, there are one or more misunderstandings and so a fight remains a solution.
Such is the game of life that a person comes to your life, touches every bit of it, becomes your friend, but suddenly because of some petty issue everything seems to be a dream. All the days you spent with your friend, every bit of sharing, back bitching of others, mean so indifferent after you fight. “A FIGHT” makes it all go up in the air, like nothing happened when you were friends. You start ignoring, pass sarcastic comments, your eyes show you want to talk but you shut your eyes to reality. You miss your friend and want to talk to him but your ego intervenes.
The situation worsens when in a lifetime you make just one friend and that too is lost due to some misunderstanding. You share a beautiful relation with him but a fight makes the relation look as awful as ever. You get so egoist that you can’t bow down to your ego and ask for the same friendship.
You know you miss it but you don’t want to take the first step. You know a part of your life is missing and that too without it the puzzle of your life won’t solve, but still you decide to live on. Wherever you go, whatever you do seems related to the same person friendship, you left behind because of your own created reasons, but you don’t want to resolve. Every time you miss it, you explain it to your heart that its not the only thing you live upto. You try to live on, go on.
But, a day comes when you come to hear that your true friendship is no more, your friend is no more. You break apart, your ego breaks apart. You run to him the body of your friend, sit and cry, open your mouth to say something or everything that you wanted to say all the years. You want to say it what all you felt all the way, how did you live without him, but there is no one to hear. You loose your friend because of your self esteem, you loose him because of your ego, you loose him because of the small fight. You cry because some fights do matter.