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Keep the Dignity of Everything Intact


Mindless scrolling through Instagram reels can be a gravely addictive habit that eats away at one's brain. But sometimes, the content on there is useful one way or the other. An example of that is today's blog itself. It was inspired by one such reel- or in particular, one sentence from that reel that caught me in a chokehold, enough for me to put the phone down and stare at the ceiling, pondering over it for almost half an hour. It goes- 

"Let it die with the dignity it deserves."

In this particular video, it was about a romantic relationship that had ended. But I think it can be applied to all sorts of relationships we have with all sorts of people. Allow me to explain.

As human beings, when we love something, we grow attached to it. We grow attached to it to the extent that we think we'll have it for ourselves throughout the whole course of our lives. But sometimes, things don't go as we initially planned. Sometimes we'll have to watch all the plans and dreams we had tumble and fall down like domino blocks. This makes the ending of things unacceptable- goodbyes, bitter. And that in turn, makes us rotten.

I've seen a great deal of people who appeared the happiest with each other, turn sour and destroy each other's name once they grew apart. I've seen this happen with married couples, teenage couples and best friends too. And I've always wondered, why?

Yes, some people might be deserving of it. But in most cases, it is just petty and nonsensical. Like, come on- you considered that person to be one of the most important people in your life. You shared your thoughts and your aspirations with them. They shared their fears and openly showcased their flaws with you. Just because you didn't get the ending you wanted with them doesn't give you the right to expose their deepest, darkest secrets unless it's something that might cause harm to another individual. Nobody exposes things to people they do not trust. Just because the pair of you fell apart, why should you stop being trustworthy? Why should you tarnish their name with secrets that were meant to be kept between you both? Why should you add lies filled with malice to destroy that other person's life? What good does that bring you? Wouldn't it just be tarnishing your own personality in turn?

Yes, loss can be painful- betrayal, a heartbreak. And yes, that might tempt us to be our worst. But the one thing we have to always remember is to never use something that someone has told us in confidence to hurt and defame them. Never manipulate or twist other people's words just because you have a conflict with them. Because-

"Words cut deeper than knives. A knife can be pulled out, words are embedded into our souls."

- William Chapman.

Remember, the thing you seek to destroy- the person you intend to defame- they were someone you once loved and respected. They may not have proven to be worthy of either of those things. But there was a time you believed it to be so. Even if you can't give the person they are now, that love and respect, give it to the memories of the person they used to be. Accept that the version of the person they were in the past is something to be buried. So let it die. Let it shrivel up and die as it is. Don't add unnecessary fuel to it. Don't let the flames of it choke anyone's life. Let it die and let it be buried with its dignity intact. 

Remember, keep the dignity of everything intact. Remember the love and respect that used to be there.

Bury it. Pick up a shovel, dig a grave and dump all the memories in there. 

And finally, let go. Let go of it all.

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