“Have you ever been in love?”
Clinching, isn't it? Put yourself in my shoes. Imagine being
asked that question at three in the morning. Oh and that isn't all. Imagine
being asked that question by a very cute girl who you hope likes you back.
Yeah, I know you feel for me.
”Yes” is pretentious, “No” is blunt, and “Maybe” is ambiguous.
Where do you hide then? There is no correct answer. In comes the reign of “umm”
and “err” and “mhmm”.
Have you ever been in love? Damn, why is that so difficult
to answer? The voice in my head starts whispering, “It’s a trap.” Yeah genius,
of course it is. It’s one of those things you wish you’re never asked,
something you would rather keep to yourself without having to share with the
world.
Have I ever been in love? I have certainly felt for women,
and at that point of time might have wanted to believe that it was love. I have
said the words “I love you” before, but the superfluity in speech was all too
apparent. Love? I don’t think so. Not yet.
There are so many clichéd descriptions of falling in love
that it is hard not to have textbook knowledge of how it feels. Come to think of
it, all that is very possibly wrong. For I might feel absolutely wonderful, yet
not in love, in someone’s company.
Love is not the path; love is the destination. There will always be other feelings in the
way – feelings that will seem like love but are actually not. Have I moved past
those feelings? I don’t know. Honestly, the concept of loving is scary. Love
comes with no guarantees, no validities. Love can hurt. Love can make you cry.
Love can leave you disillusioned. Why risk so much for a feeling? And yet, at
some point, someone comes along who makes it worth the effort. That is when you
fall in love.
There will always be the three types of people. Ones that
proclaim love, ones that denounce love, and ones that pretend not to care. I
have, for so long, belonged to the third category. I vow to never belong to the
second type. Will someone pull me into that first category? You never really
know.
I realize this note has become wearily long, and that my
rants on love will probably bring me nothing but sneers and jeers. But still I
will say this. To be loved is undoubtedly the greatest feeling in the world
(winning the lottery comes pretty close, I’m told!) and if that is to happen, I
would have to accept it. The onus is on me. Always has been.
Enough with this analytical dissection of love. Till that
comes, here’s something to motivate you to put your mouth to better use.
“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech
when words become superfluous.”
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