The sole reason may be attributed to the fact that the beads in the strand were beaded slowly and delicately with lots of careful effort, they all were brought from some nowhere land and beaded together to form a chain which, at first, seemed long lasting. Each of these beads bear some inexplicable elements indented in them, which only the two clapping hands understand or perhaps tend to do.
But think of a situation where when one hand is trying to create the strand, put the beads into it and the other, is just watching it do? Won’t the strand collapse and the beads come out through the other end of the strand? Now lets take the scenario a bit further. The other hand wants to join in, give support to the other end of the strand, but it is weak, it is scared that it might collapse with the bead if it tries to lend support to the other end. Fair enough. But does that mean it shouldn’t give a try at all?
From the very beginning, it has been conveyed to the world that it lives on the essence of hope. Hope is what keeps every universal entity going. We just can’t stop trying because in some cases we will fail. We just cant stop loving because someday we are going to be betrayed. We just cant stop believing because someday the faith will be annihilated. We just cant stop living because someday we are going to die. Then why do we stop beading when the beads are already showing signs of a budding, shining and very promising existence on the strand?
Is it just because we are scared that the beads will never hold together? If it is, then it is a very shameful thing, we never gave it a chance, we have no right to comment on how good or bad it could have been. We talk about being unconditional in some matters of beading (you could read it as bonding as well) but practicalities highly deny that fact. We bead because the support on the other side seems just too enticing, just too lovely. Now some may not agree to that, but I am hell ready to debate on the issue. We want something because we like it, when it goes away from us, it hurts. But unconditional things don’t hurt, they give us that very wonderful dreamy feeling irrespective of how close or how far it is from us.
Anyway, the right hand is too tired of holding on to one side of the strand, the strand is already in tatters, the beads are still on it, threatening to be torn apart with even a small hush of wind. The other hand, understandably has been in very adverse situations, living amidst unforeseen forces, has never tried holding on the other side, never tried to give the support, it has just been a mere spectator, looking and acknowledging the strand being made, never has it given any sign or at all made any effort, to hold it together, if not tried to cause any harm to it. Never has it seemed interested that if it wants the strand at all. It has just been there, and now it comes out with the fact that the strands are so battered, its better they let the beads collapse, move on and someday come up with some other strand.
That puts the right hand in a funny situation. It made the strand, piled up the beads, did all that it could to hold them together and then waited for the left hand to take over. So Now what? Now that the left hand has pulled out, what should the right hand do? Even if it keeps the strand hanging, it would hardly ever survive. The worst part will be that it wouldn’t even get to know that if things had went fine, then would the two hands clapped? It all stays a big mystery to it. Too long has it tried, its time to give up. The claps would never occur, its time to accept that, the later it does, the more the hand gets hurt.
Signing Off
The Right Hand
Because it is unconditional, it hurts! If the bonding would have been …. Yeah I read it as bonding :P yup so if the bonding would have been similar to the one we witness in every damn thing “ terms and conditions apply”, then you would not have asked for more! You would have known where it is taking you!
The moment you start asking for more, the very same moment you are blinded by that dreamy world! But then living in the dreamy world is much sane than living in the insane world :P
And moving on my friend, is a very powerful and strong thought! With time even I have learnt something that I want to share. You never move on, even years after the bond has been broken, years after reassuring yourself that you have moved on, when you look closely to your pattern of moving on, you will find yourself standing right at the beginning! We don’t move on! We increase the threshold of our tolerance! How far and how much can you bear!!
And like everyone says “stop the right hand before it gets hurts!”
But then, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger! :) :)