Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Heylo my dear beloved readers... welcome back ..!!


I know .. I know .. I had promised several things .. several different things to several different people as the topic for my next post. But politics of life are such that some decisions have to be taken by you.. some hard decisions which may change how you live your life...

I will be dedicating this post to all my friends who are and have been in Love...!

Why the change of stance you ask ..? well to start with there never was a stance.. what I had was merely an opinion and a word of caution which I deemed fit to put on my blog as a statutory warning to all concerned. Love as I've always maintained is the best state to be in at any point of your life.

So lets start with what oxford dictionary defines love to be "deep affection or fondness" which is very vague. So I tried msn encarta. The definition it gave me goes something like this ,"transitive and intransitive verb feel tender affection for somebody" and very interestingly,"transitive verb have sex with somebody". I really don't know what transitive and intransitive verbs mean (The last time I had a wren and martin in my hand was in 5th standard) and it sure doesn't feel right to discuss it here. The definition's meanwhile are interesting ... the second definition .. [;)] .

Still, dictionaries have never been able to bring out the real meaning of any word in a particular context, so we will keep it aside for the moment. I'll recount a beautiful verse I read somewhere.

I have been astonished
that men could die martyrs for their religion -
I have shudder'd at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you.

-John Keats

Its said poets know Love the best and lovers do in a sense become poets and you know it is true in a weird nonsensical way. The love verses, the love letters, the proposal carefully worded... all are examples of lovers becoming poets. On a lighter note .. on re-reading those verses though.. the very verses appear silly .. nonsensical and often you would end up asking the question .. how the hell did I write/fall for such a dumb line..!

Love in different contexts assume different levels , which means that it would assume different meanings which incidentally have been put into place by us to differentiate them.

"I like you but I don't love you" ,
"My love for you was merely a high school crush",
"I love you as a friend etc etc .."

The point I'm trying to make here is, its futile to be talking about Love in general .. its too wide a topic .. I'll be talking more about the love that you tend to "fall" into ..

I had often seen in my "younger days" that people around me used to have crushes on their teachers.. ( I had one on my 6th grade teacher miss allencherry.. those were the days ..), their classmates in school and colleges and maybe perhaps their seniors. Neighborhood playmates and family friends are also some of the potential lovers, its interesting to see how each relationship takes off differently in different context's. For a junior approaching a senior is somewhat awkward, meanwhile it would be relatively easier for family friends and neighborhood playmates. But in their case they would be faced with the problem of "I've never thought of you that way" syndrome or being the butt of the neighborhood gossip. For friends there always the problem of losing a long friendship over the awkwardness that would follow the rejection. So in every case there are advantages, disadvantages and pros and cons and the strategy chosen by the guy/gal to get their feelings to the other person are different.

I really don't know where this discussion is leading so I'll shut it. I have a reputation for writing long posts so I guess it won't be much of a problem.

What my friends have taught me (when I say taught I mean through their experiences) is that love happens. you don't do it, neither can it be forced upon. Sometimes its mutual but most of the time its one of the partners who gather courage and convey the feelings at the right moment in the right way and get the right result.
A thing to note which I have found common everywhere is infighting... he he .. By infighting I mean the small fights that are true for every couple, over petty issues like "why didn't you call me yesterday" to big ones like "I think there's something going on between you and __ ". But interestingly enough this infighting is the most treasured part of their relationship. Its said that a couple that doesn't fight will not last. The "ruthna" and the "manana" is one of the best experiences and the memories that a couple carry with them. Its as if they enjoy them. Theres always the "make-up" dinner afterwards or the "good" part .. ::mg:: neways the point I am trying to make is, its almost as if that they look for fights .. small fights to get away from the idealism that their love bring for them. To break away from the monotony of bliss (I do realise I'll be questioned on the credibility of marking the state as one of bliss.. for many it may not be so... I accept dat [;)] ) It gives them a reason to celebrate afterwards. An opportunity to add some colour to their otherwise black and white life of phone calls and holding hands (I won't add more keeping in mind the sensitivities of some of my readers.)

I can say lines like "love is like the rainbow that colours up my life.. or perhaps .. love is the fuel that keeps me going etc etc . But the fact is that love is something like the air we breathe .. its special .. every bit of it is special but you don't get to savour every bit of it. The bits you savour are the ones which you crave for. Similarly with love, you don't realise its importance until you crave for it.. until you are bereft of it. Love is traditionally an integral part of life which we take for granted .. like all integral parts of life.

Its only when you fall into it that you realize its depth .. [ ;)]

"Love will keep us alive ..."

Keep Loving...

p.s. I also don't know where this article has gone .. so incase you seem a little bit confused .. don't be .. you are among friends here .. [;)]

3 rambles:

gypsy said...

.....

I have been astonished
that men could die martyrs for their religion -
I have shudder'd at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you.

-John Keats

When love becomes religion, the beloved bcomes GOD and GOD knows nothing else then bng a dictator...
let love be love....

Forthright said...

Hey...this post encourages 1 to go abt for love as u hve covered just 1 side of the coin...Love also gets lots of pain, sacrifices, longingness etc etc alongwith...1 can say its like a bouquet of roses with the thorns not removed...just a lil light on tht wud hve been welcoming as well...but overall a nice read...

Gypsy Couple said...

well .. If you read my previous posts, I have already covered the sacrifices and the pain part of love. This post was a tribute for my lover friends.. to show that there is still hope..!!

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