Somehow I'm really in the mood of dedications, so this one is for a sweet couple in remote town of Anand, Gujrat whom I'm still to meet.
Love inevitably is associated with the words or phrases like "forever", "eternity" , "till my last breath", but a movie I recently watched (Orange - Telugu movie) really enforced my earlier perception.
I've heard a lot of girls and guys(girls more than guys) crib and nag that their guy/girl doesn't pay them the attention he/she used to... "Ab pehle jaisa nahi raha" or "Woh din hi alag the" is a very common phrase. But I think the whole beauty of love is the way in which it matures to become this really perfect selfless kind of emotion, which no language can really describe.
Stage 1:
When you first start liking a person, there is a flutter in your heart, you have butterflies in your stomach and every meeting and every date does something to you both physically and mentally. There is a tension, there is an anxiety and an innate instinct to impress and be impressed.
Stage 2:
It then moves on to a more bolder form, where you have reasonable belief that the other party is into you that you start seeking ways to express your emotions. More than the thrill of the physical intimacy, I think it's and act of surrender, one of complete and utter trust in the other person, where you are letting the other person into a space which no one has ever shared before(a girl's perspective).
Stage 3:
Then there is more stable state, where you know that you love each other and life together is or rather will be "perfect".
This is where I think most people start wavering, questions like "Why doesn't he call me as much?" , "What happened to all the compliments I used to get?", "Why don't you spend more time with me?", "Have you taken me for granted?"
Finale:
Somewhere between you moving to a bolder form of love and realising that you need to try to impress him every time you meet him marriage happens.
(Stage2, Stage 3 and Finale are often intermixed - I'm just trying to generalise)
Love for me is when you can't recall the last time you said "I love you" but you know it in your bones how much you love the other person and vice-versa. Love is when you look at her/his eyes from across the hall and know what she/he is trying to tell you. Love is when you get that being busy does not mean that they don't love you anymore. Love is when a 60 year old husband picks a fight with his wife early in the morning just cause she isn't doing things his way, moments later the wife walks up to him to hands over his newspaper and coffee and the husband ends up doing things her way.
People miss the butterflies in their stomach and the anxiety that they had when they first met their partners and keep wishing they could feel it one more time. Personally I'm thankful it doesn't last long, else imagine being in a relationship for 2 years and still wondering if he/she likes you or not, imagine wondering if what you have been doing for 2 years has impressed the other person or not?
What is the point of discussing all this nonsense? Nothing actually, just wanna know.. What is LOVE for you? Leave a comment please.
PS:- I took the photo too. What say?
PS:- I took the photo too. What say?
