I was always a dog-person, never feared dogs and never cringed from them at first contact. But then I had dog as a pet, as a companion. I was sure I can understand dogs, because I understood my dog. But now the dog is gone not only from my life but also from my person and I have turned to just a "person" from "dog person".
Until I thought I understood dogs, I understood them. But now when I am not very sure I can understand them, then lo behold, I can't understand them.
There are many instances in my life when I couldn't understand things just because I thought I can't understand it. When I was in school, I understood mathematics fairly. After all, in my eyes, my brother and father were geniuses on earth who always got more than 95% in mathematics. Surely, at least by mistake I could have got a fraction of their DNA and I can understand Math. So with this courage I entered my first PUC (Science), opened the new Mathematics textbook and then... I went blank...What the @&$$*# is this!!!!!! ...... I closed the book and said, I cant understand it. And even today I don't understand how I sailed through PUC mathematics.
Well now am not that naive to think that just because I thought I don't understand, I couldn't understand. Because I am smart enough to know that I went through math all my high school on a strong belief that I can do it.
Am smart enough to know that until I have the belief that I can understand, I will understand at least a fraction of it. It is not only about a subject or dog, there were people around me about whom I was sure I could never understand them. But eventually I understood that people are not meant to be understood. People are to be read like a book, every time you read it you can understand a whole new level of it. But the line draws on the day I say I can't understand, at that moment I would have closed all the available ways to understand.
As it is said "You MAY lose a battle if you fight, But will be definitely lose a battle if you dont fight". Likewise, I may never understand a person, work or anything even after trying, But I will never understand anything if I dont even try.
The world as I understood, is still full of surprises and miracles. I figure out (or I think I do) one thing and another springs up with "Surprise" written all over it. And at the end of the day, it might just seem that I haven't learned anything today, that’s when I place my hope and belief on the next day and eagerly wait for the sunrise, so that I can start over once again.