Drowned in those deep dark eyes,
Stung by those sweet and cute smiles,
Charmed by those double dimpled cheeks
Forget the rest of space and time,
Live this moment now.
Fear not about what happens next ,
Be Brave, Fall in Love.
Warning: People in love please don't read further. This is not intended for you.
With different people having different perceptions about love, let me make it clear that in this article, the word is used in a specific context. This is to ensure that the reader(s???) doesn't put his/her love in this context and get it all wrong.
So...Love...A four letter word that rules many in thw world and the worlds of many...?A Total Farce. The real word is ...Its not a four letter word. Now, thats for another blog.
People get attracted to the opposite gender(exceptions ignorable) based on the looks(most of the times), sometimes its a good natured help that brings them close. Sometimes, its the Chemistry(rather...biology) between two people, how they love to chat with each other, share common interests, if not, then they call it opposites attract. Anyway, the attraction is always there, which slowly turns into a bond. Some life long,some long-term, some short-term and some for a even more shorter term(term is after all a relative..well..term).
At most times the attraction is one-sided. For Ex.; A guy decides that "She" is perfect for him. Usually his friends do that( ...that she's perfect for him). Then he wants her to know what he feels about her. But before that, he has to know if she thinks the same..about some one else. In that case, displace him from her ...yes.."Heart". Then slowly occupy that place. create that chemistry. Try out different solutions. During all this, give mild indications to the people around, that he likes her(which they already know, but don't give a damn). Now that he's forcing the clues, people are forced to gossip. And somehow the gossip reaches her ears and this new reaches him. So, taking cues from the loads of Hollywood action movies he'd seen (once upon a time), he finds his strategy "Attack is the best from of defence".
He proposes. She may or may not accept. if she doesn't , then he starts it all over again, with a beard this time. After n number of rejections and insults, which seem insignificant compared to the "gift that she is" to him, she finally accepts and then they live happily everafter...Or do they...Well.Kahani mein twist(s). Now, they suddenly realise that they have parents to be convinced. (Eloping is always an option, though.) And thus begins another long process. All this time they remain worried about how they are going to succeed in their love(while, this was supposed to keep them happy). Finally, the D-Day arrives. No, not the marriage. the approval from parents. (After rounds of round table conferences). Then, marriage is reduced to just another formality.The thrill's already lost. But the love that they find in each other is incomparable to all this. After all, they were Made for each other.
Really???
May be even the soap that i use and I are made for each other. Initially I din't want to use it. I had just heard of it. One fine day, this salesman comes to my house and tells me all about the soap.But, I was already using one which I thought was the best for me. He compares both and tries to convince me to buy the new one. I reject it. He pursues this process relentlessly and then I get convinced. Once I start using it I find that its the best for me...I use it for the rest of my life. I think, as per recent trends, if we compare both cases, the relationship in the latter lasts much longer. A bad example really...Something like comparing Apples to Soaps.
Coming back to that process called love. Not everything what I mentioned in the process happens all the time. But i suppose every love story has a bit of it, and the rest involves an even more complex process. Very hard to believe those cases where there's a spark both sides at the first sight and immediately they both fall for each other(like in movies ). But with an overwhelming majority not falling under this case, I wonder on what basis they claim that "Love just happens"..Pyaar kiya nahi jaata,bus ho jaata hai. Better change it to "Pyaar kiya nahi jaata, karaaya jaata..woh bhi badi mushkil se".
The process is a less boring one , but almost the same in its spirit when it comes to Arrange marriages, only that there's a filtering process that takes place. Community, Horoscope etc. But, eventually the bond is formed. And a Strong one at that. The logic , somewhat idealistic but is quite sensible to my sensibilities. That this bond is formed on very less(if not zero) expectations and also with a mindset that the expectations need not be fulfilled, hence, with a readiness to adjust. After all, we don't select our parents, brothers and sisters. Don't we love them for what they are. And , nowadays I don't think if parents force it on us. Alteast, on those as well off,as to be reading this blog. Instead of wooing someone with antics and behaving like someone you never were and later on revealing the true self and giving an impression that there was a long-planned deceptive plot behind the downfall of ...Ok.( No offence intended.)Thats a never ending debate..So..Switching from the general perspective to the personal perception.
Anyone reading this, this far would have already formed this villainous(especially...the heroine's Dad) image of me. Nothing to disagree with. only that, there's a Flashback tat formed this perception.
Flashback begins-- Our shop was amidst the only busy area in Port Blair. I spent most of my free time at my shop. We lived nearby; just a minute's run away(time recorded).Since the shop was very small (Burma bazar type),I took care of it, whenever my dad had to go somewhere out. And since all the people around were my Dad's friends, there was nothing to fear. It was during this time that I heard a lot of stories from my Dad's friends.I was not the intended audience; they used to have these long gossip sessions every now and then. The topics varied. But there was one subject which ,I observed, was very frequent. Andamans being a mini India, was ideal for inter-
If I ever happened to be in the position of that Son, i wouldn't have given a damn about what others think of my life. But... the person in question happens to be my DAD. And, thats impossible for me to bear. Anything, but not an insult to my DAD because of me.Even if its from a person who's not worth considering.
I know, all this sounds too naive. But how else do you expect a 10 year old to think. And this is how I felt when I was at that age.I had decided to never create such a situation for my Dad. And have not found any convincing argument to change it . The child in me had made that decision and the SON in me stands by it. Flashback ends----
Now that I have seen so many people around me with their love stories, I feel that I must have done some great deed in my 'pichla janam'(pona janmam), that I got such a mindset and consequently; No additional worries; Not having to pretend as someone else; Not being answerable to anyone to;Not paying huge Mobile bills;and the biggest of them all; Not having to like Shahrukh movies. With most of these people FALLing in love, I decided to rise. And so it will be.
