LOVE Actually....

Note: Before starting with the post, I would like to thank my friend Twinkle (name changed), for her story which is the basis of my post this time. Love is a sensitive issue. Whatever I have written here are my own views and that doesn’t necessarily mean everyone has to agree. Just read and let me know of any love story you feel worth mentioning. *******************************************************************************

The past: So she was in love, madly, as we say. She had been with this guy for like four or four and a half years. He was not the best, but for her he was everything. She loved him more than everything and cared for him even more than she cared for herself. And now they had broken up. Reason? He didn’t care. After four years of relationship he didn’t even care if she was alive. All he cared was his life and his career and his friends and even his sleep but not her. He was a perfect case of “single in the head” guy. He used to flirt with other girls and even insulted twinkle every now and then. In short he gave absolutely no respect to Twinkle. He always talked about breaking up but as soon as she tried to breakup with him, he used to start showering his love and care upon her. May be because he knew that no one would ever love him as much as she does, or may be he didn’t want to get blamed for breaking up. Hoping he would change this time she always gave him a last chance and this went on for one long year after which she finally decided to cut the rotten thumb off and accept the sudden pain for a short span of time in order of getting rid of the constant pain for life…

The present: One and a half year has passed since the day she left him. And she seems to be over him. She has dated a few guys since then but as soon as things start to get even a bit serious she stops seeing that guy. I had a chance to talk to her over this thing. Upon asking the reason she said, “I don’t want a future like my past.”

“Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired”, I read somewhere. True up to some extent. But why does one want to be loved in turn?? The answer to this question is beyond my knowledge. Why does love fade away?? Why do couples break up? “Break up” isn’t it the perfect phrase for the situation. A couple is one single piece and they can’t be separated without breaking. What do we mean when we say the term “True love” Is there any false love?? And if it’s false or pretentious, is it really Love??
Love as I know of, is always true. It’s the purest form of emotion. Love doesn’t mean getting attracted towards the opposite gender. That’s infatuation. Love comes when we start caring and when things happening to other person start to matter to us and have an impact on us. Love happens when we least expect it. But beware; to love is to open your heart to someone and to give her/him the power to change you. She/he might change you for the good or for the bad. To accept this change is to love. Commitment is what Love is. After sometime, when we finally realise that this is the person I want to be with, when I grow old…only then can we say that Love exists. In India there’s a trend of arranged marriages. Although I guess that majority of people reading this post are strong believers of love marriages, still I would like to mention that arranged ones are a big success. Not because of the love and compatibility (that happens in just 10% cases) but because of the compromise each of the partner is willing to make. Accepting the fact that we are going to live with a stranger for the rest of our life is a scary thought and if someone is willing to accept that, I don’t think, unless there’s some major problem in the marriage, it will fall apart… for me and many like me the answer to such thinking is “NO, Thanks”.
Being in love is a wonderful feeling… One smile from a loved one is enough to ease all the pain and tensions. One kiss on the forehead is enough to say I care for you the most. One hug is enough to say you are my life and I missed you. Being in love doesn’t mean that our partner is perfect or we are perfect, it means that we are willing to be the way he/she wants. Love is unconditional. Love is irrational. Love is divine. Yes, I live in a dreamy world where everyone is in love with someone. Where there’s just Love in everyone’s heart so that there’s absolutely no place left for hatred. And I wish we all try to live in the same dreamy world. Hating is not an emotion. It’s just the absence of Love. Just like darkness is the absence of light. Let’s fill our hearts with the light of love. Let’s take this one step in healing the world. Making it just a little better.
Coming back to Twinkle, She knows what love really means. But her experience has scared her. She’s scared to let anyone inside her heart again and to give him power over it. Will she always be like this?? No. Time will heal her. Love will find its way into her heart again. When she finds that one person who really cares for her and who is willing to accept the challenge to make her come out of the walls she has built around her heart, she’ll fall in love again. She’ll again start to trust someone to make him the first priority in her life. She’s waiting and I wish her wait ends soon. I wish she finds Love actually....

I have a dream in my eyes!!

"Do you wana play table tennis?", asked my friend as we were returning from the institute. "Sure", i gave a quick reply. As we started playing my friend said,"We enjoy playing so much. How great it would have been if we were in some sports institute. We would have been so much better at grades". I chuckled at the amusing thought. But then the train of thoughts began and i couldn't concentrate on the game anymore.Its funny but true that we can run from speaking, we can run from listening but we can't run from thoughts. They come to us like an uninvited guest and captivate our mind like a hijacker and stay in it till the time they want. There's no way out of thinking espl for me. As much as i was enjoying playing i kept thinking about the thing my friend said. "Quick question", I said,"What did you wana become when you were a kid? ". "A dancer or a sports person may be". But what she became is an Engineer. we kept talking..
"Why didn't you try to become one?"...
"I couldnt...i neither had the resources nor the support"...
"But you have it now.."
"Its too late now.. ", she said.
This is what my post is about. And what i call it is 'PASSION'. As a kid i always wanted to become a doctor..and i used to say "i'll become a muft doctor"..(one who wouldn't charge for treatment..)..cos i thought helping people was the best job one could get into...As i grew up i knew it was certainly my interest but not my passion.My passion was hidden in the antakshari's and group song games I used to play with friends. And one day i realised that all i wanted to do was to sing..I started singing in events..i joined the college band and was proud to be known by the other students as the lead singer of the band. I performed in front of hundreds of people not only in my institute but outside as well but my hunger to sing wasnt satisfied.Today, I am an engineer by degree but i have a dream...i have a dream that some day i will be singing in front of not hundreds but thousands of people.My passion is to sing..and stage is where i belong...
As a kid we all had thought of a future. some of us were able to realise their dreams and some of us werent. The question to ask is, how many of us are still trying to live for their passion?? Some people might say we have already lived so much of this life, we just cant leave this all just like that. True, but if you really have a passion isnt it worth giving a shot?? just dont let the dream in you die cos you couldn't do anything for it in the past. How can it be too late when all we have got is one life. How can we be happy doing something when we know our life is bound with something else. There's always a way to turn things right. Its never too late...I read somewhere, "God has sent us all with gifts..but some never open the pckages".. All i want to say is, open yours. Let the world know your talent. Let your heart be satisfied.
I am working on my passion..i might be moving slowly.. but i know i will be there.... soon. I won't let my passion die just like that..I owe it to myself..I will make my dream come true..will you ???

Dear Diary

Here I was surfing net as usual and listening to some of my favourite songs when this song “Dear Diary” by Britney reminded me of my own diary. Yes, I am a diary person… I don’t jot down every second of my life every day (thinking that would be published as my biography after I m dead…that would be so lame!!) , but yes, I do write when I feel like communicating with myself for a change. I will surely write sometime on why I write a diary or why it’s a healthy habit that everyone should follow. But for now, let’s just focus on the thing that I am here to write about.

So I was listening to this song and I thought of reading my old diary which I wrote some four years ago and as I had never imagined, every single page I read made me laugh even more than the previous one. The first thing that came into my mind was, “I can’t believe I was so immature”. Yes, I surely was very immature. I had written about small small things that hurt me and how immature my behaviour to such scenarios was and now these things didn’t even make any difference to me or my life anymore. I didn’t care about that stuff anymore. Isn’t it funny how unpredictable our life is. One day we are crying out our eyes for something and the a few months later we don’t even care a little bit about it. There I was writing about things in my diary that obviously were important to me at that point of time and now I don’t even remember them.

I thought, “Is this just me or does everyone feel like this when we read old stuff? ” I did a little research on the topic from net and bang!! I was right. Every single person had felt the same thing after reading an old diary.Everyone thought that they were immature and stupid back then. The point I am trying to make is that we all face problems and bad phases in life. And it seems like the bad things will make our life miserable. We tend to think that these things will leave their mark. But to our relief the truth is that we have a very week memory and a very strong heart. We grow with time both mentally and physically. And over time these things become so small that our brain erases the pain away. Of course there are things that are too strong for the brain to erase but then, that’s where sanity makes the decision. So let’s just stop worrying about small things like when someone hurt you or something that made you feel terrible. Just concentrate on the good things because these will be there with you forever. So why think about stuff that won't matter a few days later and waste the precious time of our life when we can enjoy being alive and stay happy.

Life is what we want it to be…we are what we want to be… this is the ultimate truth…and all we need to do in order to be happy is to ‘stay happy’…just smile your pains and troubles away…because this is the ultimate way of living…because this is called life!!!