To understand others is a special talent some people possess. They are like these leeches that grab on to their prey and then ooze out everything with an act of sympathy and empathy. Some on the other hand are genuinely concerned and try to give an ear and provide comfort. However, I think the most difficult task is to understand yourself and your dear ones. However, bonded you are with the person concerned, when it snaps it does. It pains double because the other hasn’t known this part of you at all. But why should one understand others. Who is the person who has fully expressed understood. Sometimes I even have to look up the dictionary to see what the word understand means. People by means of being who they are expect some favors from others, a very likely situation. But they never realize the other may not be in a position for such an act. At the height of the moment, we may feel cheated and deceived but life’s like that. Priorities change when new people enter our lives or some changes occur that is unacceptable to us. The emotions that rush out are momentary in case of some, but deep seated in case of others. I like those who are frank, those ones who just burst out what they feel at the spur of the moment rather than those who keep it within themselves all in search for the right moment. One way or the other it is a loss for those who loved, those who cared. Being misunderstood is the worst. And if being short tempered is a habit, then it makes the situation all the more worse. I say, beware, it hurts a lot to be separated from the one you love, it hurts more to know that the other is hurting inside, but I am unable to help. To understand or misunderstand that is the question.