It’s a question of love…
This is not something that I just thought of now. Rather, it’s something that was inside my head for many years but just putting it down tonight. It is just a random musing on a topic that has a lot of us confused at some stage or the other in our life.
What is love? Good old fashioned question, but as one grows up in life, one realizes how deep and sane it is. It is above the whole matrix, above the layers of parallel universe. It’s not affected by these mundane and everyday factors. When you have someone next to you, a shoulder to put your head onto, a hand to hold on to, it grows above the world around you.
The thing is to find someone you can associate such a feeling with, a face that can make you believe in love every morning when you see it. The matrix, the world around, however does have its influences. Sometimes I wonder while being in school and college, how things were so lucid and clear. One had just about the perfect definition of love which was bound to come our way. Time changes everything and those fairytale notions are replaced with reality biting away into your dreams.
Those who find love are lucky. It gives one a feeling of completion, a boost to one’s self confidence like nothing else, gives one a reason to look good every day. It’s like adding a new variable to a somewhat passive equation, which changes with time and makes it active. It makes things like weddings, parties, dinners, and italy ski holidays much easier and more tolerable. You see the reactions happening. You can feel it.
But the question that bothers me is- can that ‘one’ be just anyone? If love is so universal a phenomenon, why can’t we fall in love with anyone? To be frank, some of us believe in such a theory, but the world around us doesn’t allow us to sustain this. Yes, there are exceptions and anomalies, which give rise to hope, and make the world a better place for the hopeless romantics.