Lovers don't have it Easy!

Continuing with my commentaries on Love in this mushy weather.....today I want to talk about the struggles in the life of Lovers.

Never have I understood in more than three decades of my existence, the sadist pleasure that the society and its guardians gain from obstructing the life of lovers!

The poor lovers are already under so much of stress from their own uncertain mood-swings, loving their totally hormone-inflicted beloveds and also managing to carry on their daily routine as if nothing is amiss; that the society insists on dictating its superfluous rules to these harassed souls.

The society and the so called rule-makers do not refrain from erecting obstructions in their journey of love.

I feel that the experience of a love relation is the greatest and the most fool-proof way to self-discovery. A person comes to know of his/her limitations to give unconditionally, of receiving crap from his/her beloved and other totally unrelated but 'concerned' people and also the physical boundaries of burning the midnight oil to find time either for the beloved or the pending work!

I recommend falling in love and 'REAL LOVE' that is a passionate and an all-consuming abyss; to everyone. If one can manage it at least once in his/her lifetime then I feel that such a person is cut out to be a hermit as well!

I today humbly request the society to stop playing spoil-sport in the lives of lovers.
These people are cast in a unique mould with guts of steel to support the foundation of their souls. They have their own set of rules and propriety. Even God does not mess with them. As an example from the pre-historic era I can recall the case of Panchali who loved five men and whom Lord Krishna supported with all His might. In more recent times I can safely say that even God and the monarchy had to bow down to 34 years of endless love between Prince Charles and Camilla Parker Bowles!

Let LOVE set you  FREE,
Let your Heart speak the language of LOVE.
There's no point being jealous really!

Not Every Relation Has a Name

The trend promoted by the social networking sites to classify the people in your life into relations......I just do not get it!

An individual's life is engraved with myriad experiences that he/she has with so many people in his/her life.
I somehow find it impossible to introduce any XYZ as my friend. I cannot even call them an acquaintance on their face(very rude!).

So why do I need to assign a tag to everyone I know or recognise? I cannot tag the lady traffic police controller who helps me park every time I visit a library in my city. She is certainly not my family, my friend or even an acquaintance for that matter. I do not know her name. I am always far away from her to read her name on her name plate. Yet she is always there when I need her.

Not every relationship in life is need-based too! I do not have the time to maintain my old friendships and mind you there are just four! So why do I make a new friend? May be I am enriched by the interactions with him/her. May be I cherish the company and do not want to miss out on having a like-minded friend.

What about the relationships that are need-based and named? Are they less important? No, I feel that such relations are the building blocks of our lives. They are a legacy, a tradition. This alone certifies their significance. To have an anchor in our family makes us the social animals that we are.

However I can digress from the tagging done to the relations and call my partner my best friend, my daughter my mother and my staff my weatherman!

I simply refuse to classify and answer for every relation in my life. Because from where I see them, all of them are associations between two similar souls.  

I LOVE LOVE

It is that time of the year again......So much of mush, clouds oozing Love and the light scented Breeze...? Well, all these are getting just too much for me!

I am yearning to be a teenager again and feel the virgin pangs of LOVE!

I want to dive into the vortex of emotions where all sense loses meaning and purpose. Let me be a fool in love, may be just for this blog!

I feel that rush in my bosom when my eyes meet his for the first time. It is instant, the way our bodies tilt to each other even when we are not talking to each other; even when we are standing in a group. An invisible thread tethers us.

The first meeting has taken place, the numbers have been exchanged, the words have flirted and the looks have spoken the unsaid........

Now the wait begins for that call or that message that lets me know that I am still in his thoughts somewhere.
And Voila! As if the Universe has answered my prayers.....He calls and wants to meet me, on some pretext of course. Because he too knows, although he has me wound around his finger, yet he has not claimed my heart and declared his love.

This whole game of being wooed and pursued leaves me with a million butterflies in my stomach. I walk, talk and appear in an eternal trance.

I get ready to meet him, trying to look my best. I flutter my eyes and giggle a notch higher just so that, I can illicit the words of love from his lips.Our eyes meet for a second and there is Love.

We steal glances at each other, our finger tips touch while exchanging books and my heart skips a beat! The whiff of moist air is laden with his scent and his physical being just a few hand-widths away push me deeper into his spell !

Oh! My heart is going to explode into smithereens and each bit will crave him, call out to him and love him!

We talk to fill up the silence and leave awkwardly after a rushed rendezvous.

The wait begins yet again to meet the love ......

I love this feeling of helpless bliss, I LOVE LOVE!!!