THE TYPE
I’ve heard people talking about their “type” and the standards they have for that special person who is yet to come into their life.
Whenever I used to think about this for myself, initially I would randomly, without actually wanting or knowing the proper meanings, imagine and have an airy list in my head.
But the truth is, I never really, in depth, knew everything I wanted in a person.
So yeah, before you guys start judging me, obviously the basic things like emotional maturity, respect for one another, humanity, a sense of feminism ,those are non-negotiable. That’s not debatable at all and will not be compromised at any cost.
But what I’m trying to speak about here is not that kind of checklist.
To make it easier for you, I’m not talking about the normal basic necessities like “he/she should be kind, caring, loving, loyal,” blah blah blah.
Those are primary, utmost things everyone of us must have. I don’t understand since when they got added into a random checklist to find THE SO-CALLED SPECIAL PERSON OF YOUR LIFE.
That’s a completely different topic for some other day.
So, sticking to the topic: THE TYPE.
If I’m not wrong, I’ll speak about it.
Let me give a disclaimer before starting: I’m not someone who actually knows or understands the trend or the conventional Instagram meanings of words like “my type” and much more.
But with whatever I understand, and however I feel like speaking about it, let me speak.
Right or wrong.
So yeah, the type.
If you ask what kind of person I want, or what my type is, there are certain things and certain ways I would like in a person who could potentially be my special person.
See, to know what you want in life whether it is something as small as a particular thing, or an actual human being with a life of their own, or even a pet you want you must know what you genuinely like and what you genuinely care to be around.
Not because of the trends.
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Not because of Instagram reels.
Not because your peer group thinks that’s attractive.
Not because of FOMO.
Not because there is some external standard telling you that this is what you are supposed to want.
But rather, because those are the things that genuinely make you feel at peace and satisfied.
And that’s what I think when I try to decide what I want in a person.
I may not be able to state every single thing.
And honestly, I don’t think anyone can.
There are certain things, though, that I would prefer my person to have. Certain things I would genuinely love to choose them for.
I agree with what you’re probably thinking we can, or may, never be able to know ourselves to the fullest.
After all, we are human beings.
We CHANGE.
And change is the only thing that doesn’t change.
So that’s fine.
But there are some basics that, for me, cannot be negotiated at all.
And actually, that’s not even the main reason I started writing this.
The real reason I started thinking about this is something else.
It’s about the standard that has been set in me, by default, by my parents, when it comes to this.
And that’s what I want to talk about in the second part.
