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"One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family."
-Jonathan Safran Foer
I compliment strangers. It freaks them out sometimes, but usually, they just nod or say thanks and carry on with their business. I tell the people I love and the person I am in love with - "I Love You" - every day. Today, I'm telling you to do the same.
Tomorrow you don't know where the other person is going to be. You don't know where you might end up. Life is unpredictable. You don't want to be writing a speech and reading it to a crowd when the person you have written for can't hear you. Right? Compliments are not flattery. Telling someone their hair looks good doesn't mean you are flirting. Telling a girl you missed her in class doesn't mean you are cheating on your girlfriend. We, humans, over think so much, it is going to drive us insane before the next 1920 Bollywood movie franchise haunts us with every release date.
I love my family. Who doesn't? You might be raising your hand but you love your family. Family stays with you. Even when they act like they don't care, can't make time, don't want you around, the love never goes away. So many articles make us wonder if Shahrukh should retire. But do you think Bollywood will be the same without Badshah? Do you think people will stop loving him? No!
I complain about my family to friends, too. It's common. Nothing to be shy about. But that doesn't mean I'll pull the trigger on one of them.
With time slipping out of our hands, our eyes trained on the hourglass, we forget to appreciate the people around us. You fought with someone years ago, does it matter now? I read a quote once and it stuck with me: Before you decide to stay angry at someone, get into a fight, ask yourself if it will matter five years from now.
I came across this advertisement on YouTube and I wipe years every time I reach the end. An old man fakes his death to bring his family together. He misses them. He wants to see them. Don't ever let someone yearn to see you and settle for a fake death just to bring you to them. As busy as you may be, as rich and pompous as you grow up to be, never forget your roots. Never forget the gardener who nurtured you and watered you. Gave you care, love, affection, words of wisdom, a roof and most of all a piece of them.
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