5 stages of rejection

Some of us may be aware of the Kubler Ross model for accepting death. It is not very different from a failed relationship.

The first stage is

Denial : I am sure he/she still likes me . She may have some other issues.

People are not ready to accept their relationship has failed. They keep consoling themselves that its not their fault. Its just that the world did not turn in the same direction that they did .

Anger : “How can he/she ignore me ?”, “Why me ?, Why again ?”

This is the phase in which a person tries to remove his frustration. He curses his luck . He argues with himself and God. He gets retrospective and vents out his anger at the slightest trigger.

Bargaining : “Can we at least be friends?”

This is when we are pulling on the last straws.This is when you try everything and anything possible to make things work. You are ready to bargain for things which caused the fallout.

Depression: “I can not do this any longer”, “I was not good enough for her”

This phase is when we start accepting reality . But we magnify all past actions and blame ourselves for the slightest misunderstanding.

Acceptance: “I should forget her”, “I need to move on now”

This is when we finally accept that things have not gone right and may be its for the better. we start accepting things and start moving on.

This blog is dedicated to House MD.

For all who watch it "Amen"

For all who dont "Do it"

Beauty

Beauty has often confused me. The concept is rationally alien to me. Why is it that we find something pleasing to the eyes and somethings offensive? It is all but a physical manifestation of human form . Then how could it vary so much to generate such contrasting reactions.

Up until now I always thought beauty was like democracy. Something which is pleasing to a persons eyes would be pleasing to most people's eyes which is a rather generalist opinion of beauty. Which is to say I accepted something to be beautiful if most people around me concur to it.

But today I did see beauty . Beauty which had no under current of parallel opinion. I was not under the influence of any precious experience and of previous encounter. It was an emotion of purity. unadulterated with cognitive thought. I was so awe struck that I was unable to express myself, I felt a loss of words . I was blinded and yet enlightened. When it was out of sight I felt visually impaired I tried to capture the image in my mind but I just couldn't do so .

I yearn for it now. I try to recall my vision but all in vain . Today I did realize that beauty is not some thing which appeals to your mind alone it enchants your heart. It is unparalleled in expression. It is like an aberration on the canvas which stands out. It makes minds weaker and delves deeper through the heart through the veins and soon fixates the whole body.

Alas beauty is still alien to me now it confuses me even more and doesn't seem to be leaving any hints for me to figure out its true interpretation.