LOVE!

 

Today, Someone i know made me think about this emotion called LOVE, again.. I most of the times presumed that i know enough already, about this breathtakingly cruel emotion. But i guess i still have a lot to learn and endure before i can really be sure of this emotion. So here i am once again, writing about love and in the process attempting to clear my own mind i guess. I was telling this friend of mine that love never stays forever and that it always comes with an expiry date! Yes i said that and i know that for sure. Its not that fact that i've got any issues with, but yes i've got huge issues with why? Why so? Why there has to be an expiry date to something so beautiful, so pure and so powerful and overpowering? Why does love die? Why it has to, one way or the other? I know change is the essence of life. everything HAS to keep changing in order to continue to exist. Nothing in this world can be a constant for too long. A constant cannot have a life. I told this friend of mine to go slow and take her time to get over her pain. She just said...slow? I've stopped. I knew exactly what she meant when she said that. Thats the CONSTANT..i was talking about...
 

Maybe emotions also have to remain in a constant state of vibration to exist as emotions. Maybe love has to die to be reborn again. Probably it makes sense that way. Too much of sweet can lose its sweetness. May be thats the logic applicable to love too. So it dies, the love dies out. But it really takes a lot of you with it. It kills a lot inside you. It leaves you empty, scared and lonely.. It makes you someone whom you don't really appreciate being.

But then, don't we start yearning to be loved again? Yet being even more scared of being loved. But the  loneliness is killing too at times. In spite of everything, i still feel that, pain in the matters of heart, leaves you a better person.  Rather better prepared for the next time you are in love, yet again. However, there is a very beautiful and a mysterious thing about love. It hits you when you least expect it to. And then there, yet again, you start dreaming all over again. Same old expectations start raising their ugly head again. Is it the love itself that kills itself, or is it a thing called expectation that does the honours? May be its the expectations that starts nailing the coffin for love. There should be love without expectation then. Have tried my hand at that one too. Doesn't really seem to work. I know i am hardly making any sense.

Lolz, i guess love is not supposed to make sense after all! Quite a senseless, silly feeling! Who in right senses would try his or her hand at such an illogical emotion? It is supposed to be a matter of heart and the head has nothing to do with it. And of course,...dil to bacchha hai ji... Senseless, illogical and purely emotional!

I had once come to a conclusion while biking up in the hills, thinking of all the illogical things that i keep trying my hands at. I had concluded, that, "birth place of all things passionate is, deathbed of all things logical". in a more comprehendable way, it just means, there can never be a logic to passion. I guess thats why there is no point trying to apply logic to love too. No point trying to figure this love thing out. It can never make sense.

I guess the solution lies in living it as long as it lasts. Relish every moment of this beautiful emotion. Live through it for as long as possible without trying to bother too much about whys and why nots.  Yes not forgetting ever, that it still has an expiry date!

Wish all you readers all the luck and beautiful moments with people you so truly love. God bless.