7:30 am, after running to the supermarket for a loaf of bread and coming home for cup of tea, I decided to go back to bed at 8:30 am. Day light never seems to bother me, my curtains are my saviors.
I lie down on my bed but the feelings of a commotion in my head, a rush of thoughts in and out left me distressed. I closed my eyes and a word started to make a bit sense. Condolence.
Condolence: I had a perfect definition for this word though now its vivid, i can't seem to recall it after waking up but now the vivid dream like lines is what upsetting me. I know I repeated the definition twice or thrice before smiling, secretly patting myself on the back.
Now, I have no other choice but to rethink a new meaning of the word Condolence. You see, the words aren't what they always seem to appear. I mean someone out there came up with the definitions why can't I have my own definition- So I do.
For me condolence is not a form of pity or a sympathetic gesture instead..A remedy. I over heard my mother in law talking to her cousin on the phone, something bad must have had happen, I could tell from her tone but I chose not to inquire the situation and closed my eyes, after all 8 am(ish) not the time to question the mishaps. I knew she was consoling her, telling her everything will be ok though the worrisome voice of hers made me wonder if the person on the other side actually felt relieved after receiving the condolence. So at that moment I crossed questioned myself, is condolence a temporary remedy for a forged situation? and isn't this what we want to hear? think about it. Why is it so necessary for us to call someone at a odd time of the day and tell a friend/ relative/acquaintance about the spoiled situation knowing they can't help.
But if receiving a condolence does good to the other person then why question the reasoning. As they say laughter is the best medicine, condolence is the remedy.
xoxo
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