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What is the value of a relationship? I always wondered if real relationships even exist. Have they become extinct over a point of time? Was it not strong and smart enough to endure time? In the fast moving world, Relationships rank in top ten items. Like it or Break it motto is on the prowl. Sometimes I long for a real relationship which will make me laugh and cry for real. But I am goaded with superficial emotions and fake feelings that I almost believe it. Only the lack of pain jostles me to reality. I wish I could connect with someone who will make me feel. It is not that I am emotionless. It is just that the pain evaporates as fast the whole façade.  It only lasts only till my mind is captured by other pressing issue. 

I have been through rough phases all through my life in all avenues of life. Even when sorrow threatens to sink me, comfort food or little writing acts as a lifeboat. Does this mean I am a positive person by nature or does it mean the issue did not affect me as it seemed to be? Every time I have a fight or break up, it only takes 7 articles and 2 magnum to recover and move on. I am surprised and shocked by this reaction. Any trouble just disappears only to occasionally resurface again at its own will. I wish any relationship could have more substance than that. I don’t want to brood about it my whole life. Still more involvement from both sides would be appreciated. I am not alone in this. Most people would not accept it. Still I see this indifference everywhere around me. Maybe they are reflecting my feelings. Maybe my mind is subconsciously resisting pain. Maybe I am numb to emotions.  Still, I would really want to know if I can feel 7 articles and 2 magnum later

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