Boũţ Мęħ

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Sukhothai, Thailand
its tough assessing words about me...am a simple girl with some special dreams.. with the words i call my own i write not only about myself but also about common people who, like me... do not want to complicate things....

Friday, October 11, 2013


Conditions and boundaries :
I cannot love if these two prevail hand in hand. If I 'd knew the kind of person I'd want to fall in love with, I'd never fall in love or perhaps I would be in love with Statue of Liberty!  The fact is we cannot define or outline love...or why we fall in love. Could be there reasons or conditions for loving someone so much that you could die for them? Would you simply say,


"Oh! she has beautiful eyes"
"How gorgeous you look in red"
Or perhaps...
"I love your voice, ...I love the way you play the guitar"
"I love your car"
"I love your house"
"Oh! Such spotless skin! Such a beautifully carved out figure"


Wow...if I'd had to label them with the amount of beauty they carried on the exterior, I 'd miss out on what lies beneath, in the interior. Someone told me last night 'beauty is subjective'. If I'd ask perhaps even 50  percent of people reading this article 'have u been in love ?'... They'd say 'yes'... If I would ask them 'why'... The avalanche of answers would surprise me and them. U must be aware of the word 'pursuit'. I remember seeing this movie called ' The pursuit of happyness' where the protagonist is in a constant fight with his luck, on the way of which he keeps mentioning the spelling of 'happyness' being wrongly spell in his son's daycare center  However by the end he realizes  its not the spelling, its the feeling of being happy that matters. We pursue love as pain...sometimes even as the only catalyst that arouses pain. But what we fail we realise that love is a selfless feeling without reasons and judgement.  There are no set conditions and boundaries in love. There is nothing that can stop u from falling in love with anyone.

What if you don't love me back ?

I 'didn't keep a condition in front of you. I didn't decide and fall in love with you. Its just happens...and u don't know how ? See...again u don't ve reasons...it could be any moment... That moment when she looked through your eyes and through your soul...she'd make u shudder and hug u so warm that u didn't need a sweater in the winters...when she smiled and you knew that you would do anything (even turn a jester) to make her smile...or perhaps the moment when she made u feel like no one else is capable of...
Remember there is no time to fall in love...love has its own time...

 I don't love her cause she has beautiful eyes or hair ...perhaps in a few years she might get blind and bald! :)
 I don't love her cause she has a perfect body which moulds and folds itself so marvelously ..someday she's gonna stoop and fumble.
 I don't love her cause she has impeccable skin...someday she's going to grow out of it :)
 I don't love her cause she's got teeth that makes her smile go radiant like a rainbow...someday she'll have to loose the all ;)

Yes...but I will still her love when  her visions slows down (I'll get new spectacles) and hold her hand... And tell her am right next to her... When she starts loosing her hair... I 'll remind her everyday she is getting cute and its okay cause she is still beautiful... And I m loosing hair too...so that makes the two of us...I'd still love when she stoops ...I 'Ll get a walking stick for one hand and will hold her by the other.. (Wondering what my other hand will be doing ...of course holding my walking stick!!!)....when she's smile like a rainbow through her wrinkled skin...I will count her wrinkles and tell her each wrinkle is for the days...years and moments spent with each other.... When her memory fails... I will show her the photographs...cards and momentum ..the day she will loose her first tooth...I ll take her to the dentist and then eat her favorite ice cream :)

I could go on endlessly why I don't love her...but the fact is this is how I love her. And I know no other way to love her....

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