Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Thoughts Uncluttered


I've found majority of things ever written about love to be so untrue. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinarily wrong thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, because I always believed it’s a start of a journey. I suppose, I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for a day or night! And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. It’s called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, who fall in love alone? I am the victim of the one sided affair. I am the cursed of the loved ones. I am the unloved one, the walking wounded. Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved you through last 18 months!

You represent a girl who is grace personified. There’s a way you deal with people. That automatically brings joy to them. There’s way you hide your sorrows. No one comes to know about it. There’s a way you handle so many problems in your life for so many years. Yet, you are just right there when someone is in problem. Like I asked you yesterday, what you are? How you can be so damn right! I won’t say you are a God. But you are also not just any other girl. You are a super girl. But you know what, to an extent you are becoming a machine. A machine that has all these preset buttons and manages to complete all the assigned activities told to her in a day’s time. Just how can you be so perfect? It requires amazing determination to do all such things. But each time you were in some situation, you not only handled it well, but also never let anyone of us know about it. It takes a lot, a lot. In one of my testimonials for you long time back, I have mentioned that you define a close-to-perfect-girl, but least I realized that you define even more than that. And believe me, these are not just praises to make you feel good or anything of that sorts, these are my real time experiences with you so far. I have seen so many instances that make me, my pains; my stories look so small, so less important. Yet you simply say… Hey, I am just fine. Hats off to you for moving on with your life. May be you get all such energies from your Mom….sorry the Super Mom. As I told you, there would be very few people who can manage to give so much happiness to their children with so much pain inside. You are just the same.

I love you the way you are, the person you are and the self inside you. It’s so much real with no plastic coats and artificiality. You are, it seems, made of iron, has a heart of gold and a billion dollar smile. Have I just quantified you? But how much can I quantify you, you will still remain a priceless possession, not just for me, but for all the people around you.

P.S. I Love You

29th January, 2010

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