Why No Matter How Much You Think You Do, You Never Really Know Anyone (Suggested subtitle: One of the most incomprehensible things you will ever read on Elite Daily)
by Saima Khan on Feb. 25, 2015
We talk, we laugh, we cry, but do we know what goes on behind closed doors?
What if it’s laughing, talking or crying? Mind. Blown.
Thin walls separate one from millions and what’s on the other side creates all the confusion.
I often employ the classic “??????” for phrases like these but there are so many of them that I’m gong to have to up my game.
During an intent gaze, a curve on the lips, a crease on the forehead or a gesture of the hand, could there only be a single meaning behind each motion, or could it be a matter of a thousand?
You know what they say: a crease on the forehead is worth a thousand words.
You can never really know people because you can never really understand a personality, figure out the words behind the emotions or comprehend the perfections behind the imperfections.
Unless you explicitly ask someone, then maybe.
It really isn’t possible to know someone just by talking or being with him or her.
How are you supposed to know a person then? Telepathy?
Yes, you could be talking to your partner all the time before marriage, and you are certain that you know him, but are you 100 percent certain about your certainty?
Don’t pull this meta shit on me, Khan. You’re either certain or you’re uncertain.
To be honest, as much as we make ourselves believe that we know people, we never actually do.
I sense this is going to come up several times more.
She closed her eyes and a teardrop fell. When asked what had happened, she would just say nothing. But, that “nothing” could mean everything.
The attempt at poetry fails thanks to the awful passive voice.
But, that could also mean every syllable in his mental conversation was way beyond his answer. People exist for a reason and reasons exist for people.
Individuals have different perspectives and different approaches.
Give her a Nobel for that feat of reasoning.
However, the most difficult equation of life exists here — an equation where the value of the unknown is infinite because we can never get to know people from all the angles they offer.
Okay, I said I wasn’t going to do this but: ?????????
We realize later that we just knew them superficially when we found out the equations didn’t match.
I don’t think you’re supposed to match equations, are you?
We can never really know people, but we can understand certain people in our lives and based on that understanding, we create wonderful relationships that promise to last.
“You can never really know people, but you can know people.”
Of course, new people will come in and fill holes made by the ones who left. On the canvas of life, we often go off color.
How did the first sentence connect to the previous one? Who knows?
But, as long as there are special people to add the right shades, life goes on to be a rainbow.
I defer my final comment to the only comment on this story: