Great expectations

We often meet strangers in various walks of our lives. We know not their importance when we chat, eat, laugh or at times, weep together. We take them for granted. So much so that their presence is like a table in kitchen. Often gazed upon, frequently used but rarely appreciated. And the feeling is mutual. For them, you too become something like that. May be too obvious. They too start getting bored. And then they meet new people, start living in a new environment. Newness is exciting. But, we aren't willing to accept that. We are so occupied with 'proving' our importance to people that they raise their eyebrows and often get frustrated with our attempts to grab their attention. This, in my opinion, strangles any relation. People are important. Both parties should know that. None can perfectly replace the old and older ones can't always match the freshness of the new. But yet they try, and fail only to feel more miserable.
The problem is we expect a lot. From people, from god, from ourselves, from nature and from everything that we think should behave in a precise way as we wish. We have a bubble of perfect life that we keep pumping our expectations into. We don't like when things don't go our way and that brings distress. Then we dwell on what could have been. But what could have been was only the projection of what we wished to happen.  Often so, what we wish is far from reality. So we imagined something and expected it to happen the way we imagined. More like Phase 1: Imagine, phase 2: ?, Phase 3: Success. The reason for disappointment is lack of a definitive phase 2. Phase 2 can be getting real.
We also lack patience. The driver who's car is stuck, impatiently tries everything to make it run. Others in line honk their horn as every second is important. Sarcastically saying. Everyone puts their priorities at the top and again expect others to give an inch. The problem is everyone in line is doing the same. Expecting and getting impatient when the expectations are not met. Getting distressed. Their children or wife or pet might get a stick when they reach home.
So, spare the frustrations and toss a few expectations in the dustbin. Just saying. I can't expect you to do it, can I?