What is love? Many people wonder. What exactly is that sacred bond that two people share that binds them together emotionally for so many years in an intricate series of affection and affiliation? I still wonder what it is. Though I’ve not been able to fully categorize it, it is ambiguous and vague. Feelings can never be measured and they quite surpass the realm of the usual bipolarity that shrouds this world. It sees no right or wrong, justice or injustice, it simply feels – I assume most people love dwelling in quotes that suggest the same. What if someone told you there was more to it than what meets the eye?
Firstly, love is something that is felt. It’s a strong emotion that you feel for another. That’s all that it is. When you walk up to your parents and you tell them that you love them, it is only because you’ve formed a sort of dependency or attachment to them since you were a newborn baby. The word “love” was used to describe this sort of strong emotion of attachment and affection, nothing more. People over the years have glorified it into something grand, going to the extent of labeling it as the ultimate happiness… which certainly is not the case. Furthermore, when you are “in love” your judgment is affected. You would do anything for the person you love – throw away money, risk your own dignity and self-respect and most of all if faced by rejection or betrayal – your pride takes a hit. All this followed by depression after a break-up and if you are unable to cope with this kind of rejection or betrayal you end up down the wrong road and turn into a wreck. You’ll probably begin to resemble the drunken hobo down the street in more ways than one. After you finally get over that one person, this maniacal cycle begins with someone else. How can people face such humiliation over and over again?
Having said that, most men and women will always choose their companions based on their looks, their clothes, their background, their money, the way they carry themselves around and all that other superficial bullshit. I’ve come across “women who wanted a Brad Pitt when they are not even remotely close to Angelina Jolie” (Thanks for the quote Mr. Hormazd Bhandari). I’ve seen countless guys do unexpected things, they’ve fallen and they’ve broken. They said persistence will pay but their persistence never bore rewards because the piece of shit that they were chasing was off chasing someone else. It was just an unending circus of pain. It made no sense logically whatsoever. I felt sorry for them and for myself and I moved on. There’s no point lingering around someone who will not accept you for who you are and let’s face it, no one really accepts anyone for who they are. People only want to change you so that you fit into their arms perfectly. It’s pointless. The sad part is that when people fall in love, they begin to change and that change is often horrifying.
Let me make it clear – YOU CHOOSE THE PERSON YOU CLAIM TO BE IN LOVE WITH. There is no such thing as love at first sight. It’s a myth. For instance, let’s say a guy is chilling by a café and he suddenly sees this beautiful woman and is charmed by her simple beauty, elegance and develops some sort of feelings for her, trust me, he’s not in love. If you claim to be in love after one tiny ‘eye-contact moment’, a conversation or even one date, you are not a Romeo, you are a goddamned lascivious lecher. Just for the record, Romeo wedded Juliet after one meet and his intentions were only to get into her panties, there was no love there, only lust. We have all been through this more than once. People barely tend to ponder over it because… well… I don’t really know why. Generally, there are certain things we look for, there are certain things that surprise us and those are the things that make us fall in this so called love. But if carefully considered, it is nothing. If every emotion that we experience is given the time and effort I’m sure it will stand out amongst the others too. For instance if you tend to hate a person more than usual and are obsessed with destroying them, the feeling of hatred grows insurmountably. The more you think about a person, the more you are attached to them. Love is nothing but attachment and some lame romantic memories that two people share in the rain, under an umbrella at a seaside or some other typically lousy/cheesy place. Quite honestly, it is just an emotion and nothing more. Emotions are ambiguous and hence, they cannot be trusted. It could easily be an illusion. Thus, your emotion could be a vague assumption. You can get over it, under it, above it and beyond it! Love is an option not a necessity.
The Void Of Nothingness 