People we are fondest of , are not always as fond of us as we would like them to be. And yet, we continue to like them as fiercely as ever, probably a bit more, as if to fill their part of the bargain. To accept and live with it, is perhaps the hardest lesson of all.
Today, I received this email from a friend after a really long time. On the first glance, it seemed like an apology or may be a missive. A miss you. And it was. Just not for me.
May be, I haven’t learnt it right. Why else would life teach me this lesson again and again ?