After drinking water... I was not feeling sleepy any more. I switched on my TV; browsed the channels to kill my time. It showed "Tele-brands" on each and every channel. Finally I stopped at a channel which was playing some emotional desi soap.
"Mummy!!! Daddy is in his room packing his bag. Please give him a big hug; like the ones you give me... then he will not go" How do a kid know that 'a big hug' will repair the festering wound of a broken relationship?
I started thinking... Is it true that love and hate are just two sides of the same coin? If not; then how does the sweet elixir of love turn so bitter after a short passage of time?
People talk about the chemistry of love... the magic... the splendour of cupid's charm. When and where does it all vanish? Is love a myth; is it real or just a figment of the imagination... Is it just a mental attitude, a frame of mind? Is it a feeling dictated by time and place?
You meet somebody who sends out positive vibes... you both nurture and woo those vibrations... The meetings culminate in your wanting to be together... forever and always; to stay together and marry.
For a specific length of time you adore the ground she walks on… You worship the way he takes care of all your needs… You praise her ambitious and independent nature… You love his impulsive carefree ways… You are amused by her passion for clothing and jewellery… You chuckle at his obsession for football… Both live and thrive together on a mutual cushion of love.
Suddenly the soft focus of your mind's camera gives way to the harsh edges of reality… All of a sudden love bursts into hate. Nothing she does appears right anymore. Her laughter jars your ears. His carefree impulsive nature; which you once compared to the unchecked galloping of a stallion… now seems like foolhardy daring; rash and thoughtless action.
I have seen so many fairy tales turn into nightmares that marriage has started frightening me. How does hate enter and paint… love – black?
It’s over seven years now and I still remember the pair of dogs living opposite my house in Indore… one brown and one black. The brown one was someone's pet abandoned by its owner and initially hounded and harassed by the local strays. The black dog; himself a stray, not too large but well equipped to fight the world and get by. She in need of protection… he in need of companionship perhaps; moved in together; behind the garbage bin. A real study of – “being together”. The black and brown pair of dogs can teach us a lesson or two about love; caring and sharing. Couple of months later… the brown dog was hit by some vehicle and lost the use of one of its legs. Unable to move about she spent most of her time behind the bin. Her companion could be seen carrying food to her… defending her and generally taking care of her; EVERYDAY.
Instinctively a dog knows about devotion; loyalty and love. He knew that she needed him. Why can’t we… nurture our relationships and avoid hurt humiliation and destruction… that break the very relationship which we ourselves choose to build up over the years.
Two of my friends, confirmed bachelors, are of the view that a man-woman relationship spoils the moment you brand it with a marriage certificate. If that is so… then how is the institution of marriage still in existence, alive and healthy? Is it that… knowing a person up close and too personal leads to the destruction?
Someone please explain what happens somewhere along the way? How do two individuals bring about such havoc… kill love so diabolically!!!
Maybe somewhere along the way I will discover the secret of how to stop the metamorphosis of love into hate.
**The above blog is been extracted from some anonymous writer. It seems the same was written for me; so that I could use these words to express my feelings. The objective or purpose of this blog is been attained :)
2 comments:
I love this post of yours!!! each and every word is so true!!! don't know what happens and how, but have seen it a lot of times!!! it's terrible - but we still love!!!
love does not change into hate, perhaps the feelings shift a bit but i'm sure u dont hate her. M sure u still love her like u always did n she does too.. just that the newness of the realtion which used to bring in fresh excitememnt everyday has changed into monotony which is troubling u. Relax n know that love has not changed into hate and that ur writing this big-a-blog reiterates my point n if she leaves n comment, be sure that she loves u still ;)
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