Typical 21st century modern day, average people working their asses off to make a living for themselves. Devoid of feelings, We work hard, build up an empire only to stay there alone with our saddened lives pouring ourselves drinks to fill the voids. It makes me wonder where is all the love? Where is all the affection that has created multiple generations? That has created certain architectural monuments. The love which is the basis of some people’s entertainment as books and movies? Is love only in movies and books?
I’ve grown up looking at people who fight, who scream, who cannot stand each other, but when it comes to it fight for each other. The people who can blanket you, take care of all your insecurities. Where is the love gone? In all of these situations, I have grown up craving love, typical love. In that search I wander from people to people to give me that “perfect” love, but was I looking in all the wrong place? Probably. probably not! Certain times I was sure of finding the perfect love, but does the love want me? I don’t think so.
Today’s love can be defined in three adjectives- insecure, confused and unpredictable. If you are one of those who are in here to find love with their rose-tinted glasses, you, my friend, are in the wrong place. Or maybe that’s just me, everyone else around me seems to have figured out the world. Probably I am the slow one. Why is it so easy to sleep after jerking off rather than creating perfect relationships? Why is it difficult to actually make a connection with people with whom you can actually sleep? Why is so difficult to talk about things that you hardly speak about? Isn’t sharing your innermost feelings with someone a positive thing? Why is it so difficult to be yourself in front of people? Why do we have to pretend? Why can’t we stick with the one we have found under rare circumstances? Why do we run away from them? Why and how can we go from “I love you’s” to “I think we need a break”? Is love dead? Probably.
Are we really kidding ourselves, when we are look around for potential people to love, to spend our lives with, but when we actually find them, we can’t come to accept their flaws, to give them what they desire, to just love them beyond any explanations? Rarely it happens that we find people, fall in love with them and get married to them, as was the case with a cousin of mine. Lucky she is. Rest of us? We are stuck in the perpetual cycle of going back and forth from people to people. Why do we keep doing this? Why are we stuck in this vicious cycle of the dating world where people cannot come to terms with their own feelings? Are we broken because of past relationships? Perhaps, but how broken are we that we can’t give love another chance? Why do we dread coming close to people, why do we take a step back when we tend to develop feelings? Why isn’t it possible to make sure that it works this time with the people who are genuinely interested in you? Isn’t life too short to be this confused? Are we too cool to fall in love like our older generations?
Who are we fooling when we say love is stupid? I don’t think it is. Love is not stupid, you are. Feelings do not mess up things, you do. Being emotional in this cruel world is actually a brave thing, to be very honest. The world where people have forgotten how to love and care and have taken a shelter under the faces of anger and violence, to have not lost your original self is by far the bravest thing. I have come to terms that love isn’t made for the “tinder” generation. People instead of investing their time and energy into one person want to invest only a “night” in the one. How many potential lovers have we lost after sleeping with them, I wonder!
But in the end, all we can do is sit in the empire, alone, after all of our friends we enjoy our pseudo happy lives with are gone away into their empires, again Alone! Nobody to ask how was our day, nobody to give you a stupid medicine when you feel sick, nobody to watch those late night movies with and nobody to cuddle you to sleep with. This is how we want our lives to be? Working hard to earn a lavish lifestyle only to live and sleep alone in that. Most people say it is peaceful, solidarity they talk about. The most peaceful thing I can do it sleep in the arms of the one I love, everyday, for the rest of my life. Even though the world is a cruel place to live in, I know one day I will be back to ‘my home’. I have faith in all the powers of the universe ( Yes I am that stupid to still believe there are some powers) . Probably someday, he might come out of his confusion and stay. Actually stay, so I do not have to go on any other expedition.