the need for human connection is a need that is often dismissed as a mere want. i don’t understand how anyone could ever think that they can survive all on their own. do they not realize how interconnected everything is? how laced with emotion and human presence everything is?
[when a tree falls in the forest, what happens to the sound? the forest stays indifferent; it has nothing to do with the sound, no use for it, so it lets the sound go. but what happens when you’re the one falling into the unforgiving forest? do you not want the sound to reach someone? do you not want your pain to be acknowledged, to be understood? no one wants to remain isolated in that darkness with no hint of sunlight. everyone needs the warmth of another person, be it physical or emotional.]
everything you experience upon coming into this world is inherently human. your mother birthing you, fighting through her pain, and the doctors helping you out into the world. the crib they put you in and the blanket they swaddle you in, which were built by human hands, or if not that, human minds. love and care permeate through everything that exists by human design. this human world holds you in its grandmotherly embrace and whispers kind nothings into your infant ears.
[we all need someone at the end of the day to say to us, “it’s okay, do you want me to hold you?” then you hesitate a little before deciding to be vulnerable in that moment and whispering, “yes, please.”]
most things in this universe are about love, and the rest are about the absence of love. a child will grow up with its natural innocence and beauty if it gets enough love. but if it doesn’t, the innocence turns into the tendency to let people walk all over them, and the beauty turns into hatred which is often directed inwards.
loneliness is fatal. loneliness can come into being inside you if you feel like you aren’t wanted. you might be needed, but that isn’t the same thing as being wanted, is it? time after time, you try to reach out and be amongst the people, but something always holds you back. you then feel that crushing sense of inadequacy, pulling you back into complete isolation and withdrawal from the social world. but as Ocean Vuong wrote, “loneliness is still time spent with the world.” as i’ve already stated, this world is innately human.
you are human. you are a part of this world. if you weren’t loved, there is much possibility that you will be loved. there are people out there who will cherish you, hold you tightly, and let you put your burden down with them, and you’d be willing to bear their burden for them. maybe not the people you expect to be loved by, but by someone else, someone much better and much deserving of your presence. till then, just hold on. it’s difficult, i know, but trust me, just hold on.
- rudraksh dange
please note: the lack of capitalization within this piece of writing gives a sense of free-flowing language, something without barriers that moves soundly through the mind without trying to overexert its presence. it becomes one with boundless imagination and moves gently over the undulating environment of the mind.
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