There is this certain episode in the F.R.I.E.N.D.S series. Episode from season two, named the one with the list. In that, Ross makes a list of flaws in his girlfriend and childhood crush Rachel, so that he can choose either of them. He lists the reasons why he should not be with Raechal and later on Raechal finds out about the list. Here is a little piece of conversation from it:
Raechal: Imagine, all the worst things you think about yourself and the only person you trust, thinks them too. Not only thinks them but uses them as reasons to not to be with you.
Ross: I want to be with you inspite of those things.
Raechal: That’s mighty big of you Ross.
Ross: Now see, if you would have made a list, there still could not have been anything that you would write that would make me not to be with you.
Raechal: Here is the difference Ross, I’d never make a list.
If I have to describe how I feel right now, it would be similar to the guilt Ross was in when he realised his mistake and let me tell you, its not great. We accept people with their flaws, never rule them out because of those 😦 😦



I sometimes think that maybe, just maybe I am not normal. Things that should not bother me, occupy a large space in my pea sized brain. Things that only take mourning for few hours for others, keep me sad for too long. Things that I see coming, shock me when they come. Things that don’t affect people around, make my blood boil. Things that people laugh off, pinch me at times. Things that make people angry, sometimes make me laugh. Subjectivity? Maybe. But to such lengths? Don’t know. I think its moments like these that affirm that closed doors of my heart with a Godrej lock, size of a human head, work better for me. It keeps me immune and happy. I don’t let many people in anyway. But things keep on going wrong with the people that have already managed the entry. I don’t like holding people responsible for making me sad. No one should have that much power on you, so as to make you sad. A few people have that power on me. And they never make me sad on purpose. Maybe it is time to mend that list…maybe it is time to snatch that power away. Maybe…