Communication

                             Communication

One of the deepest desires of any person is to be 'Understood'. We all use this word; this sentiment; we all keep on searching for the true meaning and implication of this concept in our life. Relentlessly and subconsciously our brain; amazing organ that it is; keeps scanning the people and places around us; trying to 'connect' us with the outside world. The very basis of the 'understanding' and 'connect' that we all long for is Communication. It is the simple art of making others understand what you think or feel, your emotional status quo.

                Whether its Barney's hilarious attempt to get your attention by pointing to his eyes and then yours repeatedly; or Sheldon's socially awkward scientific jargon filled monologues; all are attempts at making others understand or 'communicating'. 
It is the expression of yourself; and your own unique perspective to the world. A slight motion of your hand; a fleeting expression; a boring monologue, a glint in the eye; a smile; a word whispered; or say this blog- all are attempts to communicate.

                Sometimes; communication comes easily and naturally: like breathing or say talking to your mother. Just writing about it makes me smile. The easiest and strongest connection/bond/rapport, that I, personally, have felt till date. For the first 14 to 15 years of their life; everyone will agree to this statement. But raging pubescent hormones and the need for freedom makes many of us question this 'bond' of understanding, to rebel against it, to deny its existence.  And; from my observations of the world around me; especially in the case of guys; things are never the same again; but alas it is all a part of growing up. Pardon me for my digression. But the basic imbibed fact remains; just one look exchanged with Her is enough to render a book obsolete; in terms of the amount of communication achieved. One of few guaranteed constants in this fickle world.

                Communication between siblings is another amazingly versatile and vibrant thing. Friend, mentor, guide, critic all rolled into one. Without the fear of judgement and punishment clouding or inhibiting a person's forthcomingness; 'understanding' between siblings comes easy. Doesn't it?

                The more you think about it; the lesser sense it seem to make. Its hard to overcome the undercurrent of fear. Fear perhaps doesn’t entirely capture the feeling. It is more than that. Its not the same fear as a kid would feel in a dark room. It’s the fear of your emotional security. In the silence of the night when you want someone to be there. Someone to whom you can reach out anytime; who can hold you; caress you; care for you; and tell you everything is going to be fine. After a certain age; it cannot be your parents; it has to be someone else. That’s where communication with your beloved takes over. You know the person underneath and you look for comfort. A comfort that no one else can provide. its funny that its with this person that communicating is very easy and very difficult at the same time. Simplest of the things will be stonewalled and the most complicated things unravelled and understood in seconds. The desires and expectations render the simplest of the things unfathomable; and the bonding renders the toughest things as a piece of cake.

                                From the verbose blabbering on a phone call at random times to the reticent hints and looks dropped when you are hurt/ angry or secretive-communicating with best friends is an experience in itself. The fluidity and the pointless laughter during any conversation. something as stupid as a goodnight message or as important as career decisions or the favourite movie- all discussed in the same fashion - this level of 'bonding' is rare, to be cherished and sweet.

The socio-cultural exercise of interacting and exchanging pleasantries with people around you is the basis or foundation for deeper and more meaningful interactions you may or may not have with one or more than one of them. The juxtaposition of the chaos in your head to the tranquillity that you want to portray when talking to a casual acquaintance is extremely thought provoking and hilarious at the same time. The incessant obsession of ‘coming off well’ on the elaborate stage our society is, drives us to do uncharacteristic things. 

Re-reading the above few lines makes me wonder - I have used big words and long sentences - but have I made myself clear? Can this be put in simpler words?

Meeting and talking to new people helps you build your bonds and basis for deeper understanding. The entangled thoughts in our head are in stark contrast to the simple and easy talks we have with people we dont know that well. I find this amusing and fascinating. Sometimes we all end up doing things which we dont usually do; as we want to leave a good impression on everone around us.

                                For me; A two way conversation is so much easier than writing about stuff. Facial expressions, tone of voice, hands, eyebrows...... all tiny little indicators to the going ons in the other persons head. Writing makes me 'feel' around and explore my own mind. That is what impresses me most about a certain Mr. Garcia Marquez. Magic - plain and simple. Using the 26 alphabets and the right combination of simplest of the words - he does what i cannot even fathom. He touches your heart, makes your senses tingle and most importantly - communicates.

                As i look through this piece again; I see slight, might even be deliberate intellectual snobbery; reference to two popular Sitcoms and loads of 'sentiapa'and it still makes me wonder - did i make my point? :)