Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Error of Judgment
People we like most in life often prove to be an error of judgment.
If this is true for me alone, then it’s my luck.
But if you agree with me, even some of you, then it’s a pattern that calls for deep reflection.
Actually, there is no error of judgment, because there is no judgment to begin with.
Many a time, we don’t love people because of who they are. We choose to love them first and then attribute qualities to them that would make them worthy of our loving.
There is very little judgment and lots of imagination. We imagine he must be this, she must be like that. After some time of believing, this imagination becomes reality. More imagination builds upon it. We snatch fragments and fractions of reality to verify our preconceptions. Once verified, more imagination grows on these preconceptions.
And then comes a jolt of reality like a quake and everything tumbles down. And we lament. In confusion - most of the time not sure whether it is the person who disappointed us that we are lamenting or our own judgment.
Whichever way, it does hurt a lot. When someone we have put on a pedestal falls down.