The art of letting go...

If I ever scroll my Facebook and Instagram page, I do not know how many books or articles are named on this subject ‘the art of letting go….’. I will not have believed in the effectiveness of the title until and unless I let go of everything that was not me at all.

To begin the topic, I want to share a story from an anonymous girl, lets name her Mary. She fell in love at first sight with a man named Sam. Sam is incredibly blessed with the habit of reading novels in his native language, that is, Bengali. Mary was head over heels in love with him but the universe kept sending her signals for why Sam should not be a part of Mary’s life. the latter’s friends, relatives and even the astrologers left no stone unturned to explain why this match is not made in heaven. If someone tells what you were trying to say before you, you are bound to fall in love. Mary and Sam spent nights after nights chatting either though messages or though phone call till 4 AM in the morning. The next day when the sun shines brightly, the messages send by Mary, went unanswered till 11pm at night. Their relationship cannot be known to the world because his parents will force for their marriage. Mary is a good girl, a rare gem that is difficult to find and even difficult to know of its existence. the only unfortunate thing that took place throughout the relationship is Sam and Mary never spend quality time with one another. That is extremely sad especially for Mary who loves coffee shops and shopping malls. On the other hand, Sam loves the tea from the roadside stall and 10 to 15 minutes of his complete devotion to Mary only in areas near his workplace or near his house. 

The pair is perfect for one another. Sam and Mary love books, dogs, and cats. Both want to adopt a baby girl instead of having their own. however, as the time went by, all the sugarcoating went down the drain. The relationship was full of conflicts. Mary loves coffee, why do not you try earl grey. Mary won award for her debut book; your poems are of such low-quality. Mary loves Buddhism, you know nothing about the world except your spirituality. you are immature to live with the world outside the confines of your home. Mary wants to do a job, why do not you do your masters ‘degree and PhD degree. In this relationship, at every point of time the red flag was visible but it was always ignored by Mary. Mary lived in her own world where Sam is her savior, her source of happiness but the day, she left him, it was worth. Unknown source of peace started to reside within her. Mary believed it will be difficult to live without Sam, fortunately, a burden was lifted off her shoulders. Mary was dancing, singing, and laughing in joy. She did not miss Sam at all. Sam messaged him which went unanswered till date.

Through this story, I want to conclude that the red flags exist since the beginning of our relationships but they go unnoticed because of our feel-good based decisions. Love is love. When the right one comes, our intuition are going to let us know. Until then, do not waste your time with people who are not worth your mental health and peace.

By

Sankalita Roy

IG: @sankalitar

(My name is Sankalita Roy. I am an English language trainer, a writer and an animal lover. I teach students through online platforms like zoom and goggle meet for spoken English. I have been published in several anthologies and magazines. My own debut poetry book ' Some Unbothered Truths' has lead me to win the award for the title 'Poet of the Year' by Ukiyoto Publishing. I love to work for the welfare of stray dogs and cats and take care of my adorable pets)