Happy!

Let me talk about something that is as old as the world itself, something that we search for everyday in our lives, yet something that is one of the least understood phenomenons in the world.

LOVE

Something as elusive as rains in December, something as freshening as the smell of wet Dalias early in the morning, something as painful as having your heart torn out from your body. The number of people who are looking for love can perhaps be only summed up as inversely proportional to the number of people who were not affected by the World War.

Basically, everyone...

that someone special, that person, that elusive individual who would one lie on the park bench all night just to have a glimpse of you early in the morning, that someone who would whisper over the phone sweet nothings, that someone who would die rather than see you get hurt, that someone who would rather buy you flowers and stand around with a sad face when he/she has done something wrong... isnt it strange that none on this earth have been left off the hook? someone who says that he/she has not been affected by it is a LIAR. show me that person who says that with complete honesty, and I would show you an alligator who brushes his teeth every morning because he believes his breath STINKS!!!

jokes apart, what exactly is love? nobody knows, nobody has even got close, so I would, instead of falling into the elusive trap of defining it, try to capture the essence of the heady brew.

Love can, at best be described as an intoxication. I donno about the others, but the faults of the persons that one is in love with grows pale in comparison to the qualities, howsoever little or great they may be. Man loses focus on analysis, goes into a mode where he gloats over what the guy/chick can do/ has done, rather than what he cannot do/ could have done... it could be that the guy/ girl in question is indeed brilliant, but the focus of the infatuated guy/ girl is not so much on the brilliance of the center of the infatuation, but on what he sees as attractive. For him, something as trivial as throwing the banana skin into the dustbin would qualify as being a Brilliant guy, simply because "Apart from doing this this this, he is also a responsible citizen who understands the meaning of being a good citizen."

I qualify as someone unique, simply because the moment people see me in a sea of faces, whether it be the real deal, or actually looking through a pile of Curriculum Vitae to pick the better looking ones, I stand out. I believe in myself, thats all. And I have the Faith. I believe thats another facet of love. Faith. A single word which signifies so much power, so much of hope, that one cannot but utter it with a sort of reverence. Love, I believe is all about faith. You know what he has done is wrong, you know that he shouldn't have acted this irresponsibly, but you nevertheless keep the Faith, hoping that he would come back one day. Hoping against hope that he would see his faults. Accept him as he is when he does come back...

That about does it for the deep thoughts for the day... Would be back for more...

he he...

Love, laughter n keep the Faith

Sagnik