The thing about love is that you can write about it at practically any time possible. Whether you're 15, 17, 22, 25.. or 50! I have reached only 26, which means I have roughly 10 years of love stories to tell. I am not going to tell them all now, of course! But its interesting to notice how the trajectory is turning out. I started out as a sensitive fool, naive and stupid. I am not saying those were my weaknesses. We all have an achilles heel when we start out in relationships and kick-start the process of investing in it. But then, we re-arrange them - like re-arranging tracks on a music composition software. It's easy. All you have to do is lift them up and arrange according to the time you need them to be in. You can delay, you can fade - you can delete them and fuse them with some other track. It's similar with your emotions, no?
I am blogging after a very long time. It reminds me of rusty old doors that need a good oiling. It needs a good inspiration. A good trip. A good conversation, albeit a non-philosophical one. This blogpost I am whipping up right now is a result of a good conversation I had the other night, my mind riddled with shots of Old Cask and my brain smoked up. We spoke about loving somebody, more than once. There's no concept called "True love". Or rather there is no concept called "True love with one person". That's a myth. You cannot love one person all your life. You are conditioned to fall in love multiple number of times - like a sponge you take in the good, the bad and the ugly. It is up to you which ones you want to drain out. But through your life, you do end up falling with different people and their different personalities. Their cute habits, their talk, their scent - even their annoyances. I personally used to fall in love with their culture and religion. Not a religious person myself, but a new religion was always more fascinating. At 16, I fell in love with a Punjabi boy (who I practically armtwisted into the relationship) and I ended up memorising the Ik Onkar script which is basically their religious script/holy words. I still remember it because it coincided with Rang de Basanti. But these are the tiny things you are grateful for in life. They are just habits and re-arranged emotions at the end of the day.
Talking about emotions, it is unfair to put all your emotional wants and requirements on one person. You are falling in love with a human, not God. Of late I realised you need not one person, but a whole lot of people to love. A whole lot of giving and sharing to deal with. A whole lot of emotions and heartbreak to get over. And a whole lot of sentiments to re-arrange.
It's trouble that you know you're getting into, but can't live without.
