It was a bright sunny day. We were in our college canteen. Groups of gals and their favorite time pass- gossiping. The topic was ‘boyfriends’ and of course ‘love’ - a word too short and the discussion unending. Being the one who wasn’t in love ever before took every chance to speak anything and also took greatest interest to listen to everybody silently and the outcome of the talk was - ‘love is not the same as we see in movies, listen in songs and read in mills n boons’. They told every possible side effects of love as someone said its just an excuse to get hurt. Someone said its forging through craggy pathways, good in beginning and worst as time passes. Those non-sense love serials added some sort of spices to my notions. I thought that loving someone other than siblings, parents and friends, is some kind of sin and so I tried my best to keep myself away from so- called lover’s love but now I know how stupid I was. One just can’t stop being in love, it’s a natural instinct. Yes, it happened to me. Wow! love…love…love… I don’t know when it occurred because I took a long time to accept it. But sooner or later I was in love, I m in love and its the best thing ever happened to me. For me, my love was never a craggy pathway, along the way of love, I found moments of peace and beauty in green forests and valleys, the prettiest landscapes.
Now, I feel I have climbed the mountains high, higher than the clouds.
I always conditioned myself that its better to stay alone n happy but now I feel its nice to have someone to laze around with, someone to think about, someone to care for, someone to share your joy and your sorrows.
Love is the necessity of life. Welcome it with open arms and a grateful heart. It distinguishes you, it creates you and it makes you possible.
Being in the arms of your loved one feels like the darkest of despair, disappears behind a simple grin. It’s beyond any explanation when someone sitting in front of you, looks into your eyes and says, “I love you”. You get to know the actual sound of heartbeat, "lubb-dubb-lubb-dubb", those fractions of seconds seems like living a lifetime. In front of the person you love, winter seems like spring, when you look into his eyes…wooo the mushy feeling.
Go take the risk of loving because you might regret later by not taking the risk at all. Those walls around you might prevent you from getting hurt but they will also prevent you from getting touched.
Love is not blind…
…it sees more, not less.
But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.
Love is what can be felt not told. It comes when you least expect it. It’s an addiction, which nobody can ever renounce.
