My father used to say making conversation is an art. A little surprising for a person who himself was very reticent and reserved.

A conversation can be educative, enriching and empowering. It can also be, unfortunately, a cause of distaste and disgust.

During my hospitalization, early last year, I was in a twin sharing room. During the visiting hours friends and relatives of patients would flock around as though it were party time. They would yap, laugh and joke loudly which could be entertaining or relaxing for the patient whom they were visiting but a nuisance for the one who was sharing the room.

People forget that  every conversation has its suitability and time.

And then there is another breed who are intent on making you depressed and sad.

When my sister met with an accident we’d be regularly getting visitors in the evening. It was then an accepted and almost mandatory social custom. If you did not visit your friends and relatives in times of distress you were considered unsocial. Even perhaps today the norm is the same only the ways of interaction and communication have changed.

On those home visits some made cheerful conversation while others embarked on citing very shocking incidents where the ailing or the  injured were either in graver physical conditions or had succumbed to their ailments or injuries. These anecdotes made my sister more miserable as she was completely bedridden and obviously in a lot of pain and agony – both physical as well as mental.

Understandably, pessimistic visitors agonized her more. At that time she earnestly needed moral strength and mental release. An appropriate conversation could have given her both, but alas, for some it was the time to make her realise how pathetic and hopeless a state she was in.

These incidents were coming to my mind because of a few specific interactions of late where the common query was how hard it was for me to spend time as I was now retired. To which I honestly replied that I hardly had any time to realise that I was not working or that I didn’t have a regular preoccupation. From the querists’ facial expression I got a funny feeling that they were not satisfied with my reply or perhaps didn’t believe me at all.

Those who ask such questions either want to give me a lot of gyaan (advice) on how to lead my (retired or otherwise) life or condole or console me on the state that I am in. Since I don’t give them the opportunity for either they quickly excuse themselves and disappear from the scene all together.

Both ways suit me fine because neither do I want to include snoopies nor uncalled for advisors in my social circle.

Period.

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A working woman with interests in reading, writing, music, poetry and fine arts.

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  1. Veerites's avatar Veerites says:

    You have engaged all of us so well that there is no need to have any other certificates to prove that you are excellent in conversational skills 🌺🌸

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  2. nihshabdblog's avatar nihshabdblog says:

    So real and relatable. It reminds us how much empathy matters in everyday conversations.🤍✨

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  3. “People forget that every conversation has its suitability and time.” is a profound statement

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  4. A sharp observation, indeed—conversation can heal or hurt, and choosing the right listeners and speakers makes all the difference, though sadly, the choice is limited.

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  5. Carol anne's avatar Carol anne says:

    sorry people feel the need to question you as to what you do in your retirement. Frankly, it is no one else’s business!

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  6. Sadje's avatar Sadje says:

    Oh yes, we have these pessimistic people here as well. It just shows we enjoy the misery of others. How very sad.

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  7. Geeta ji,
    What a perceptive and beautifully articulated reflection. You have captured something many experience but rarely express that conversation is not merely exchange of words, but sensitivity to time, space, and emotional need.
    Your hospital and home-visit memories illustrate this with striking clarity. How easily speech can either comfort or wound. And your closing observations on retirement are gently humorous yet deeply insightful not everyone asks to understand; some ask to advise or to judge.
    Gracefully written, honest, and quietly empowering.

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  8. ganga1996's avatar ganga1996 says:

    I love the picture. Went really well with what you wrote. Aunties who give jnaan! 🙂

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  9. Hazel's avatar Hazel says:

    Yes, the space and time matter when we start a conversation, especially if health involved in it. Unsolicited advice feels bad sometimes.

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  10. This reminds me of when we’d talk on the phone in a closed door phone booth, so worried that someone would overhear our conversation. Today we talk on the phone in public walking down the street, in stores and restaurants, and public parks. Good post, Geea.

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  11. Thanks for sharing this very thoughtful post! I certainly agree that people choose to be ignorant about how to be respectful or mindful of boundaries in a conversation. Yoi have rightly noted that some folks just prefer to project their own insecurities and negativity onto others. Keep shining your wise light within and more power to you!

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