People say everything is fair in love. Yes, we will feel the world is just perfect with our love. Adjustments, compromises, giving up happily for the love, everything just seems the perfect way it should be. But once something goes wrong you will realize all was wrong. Once the problem starts it will be like a chain, continuous, one after the other. The perfection will vanish forever and the compromises will start not to work and the then perfect love will lead into imperfections and may be a broken heart. Yes, broken heart aches but the recovery heals. Once you regain yourself the saying comes true, everything will be fair when you are in love with you. You will see miracles happening with you. You will start to enjoy each and every second of your life. You will regain the color of your life. You will laugh at your own faults.You will even find happiness hidden even in the darkest areas of life. Everything becomes fair in love.
This is about a friend of mine who I consider as my little sister and with love I call her “Paagal”. We have an age difference of around 10 but still we both get along very smoothly. At times I wonder the pleasure the sweet teen gives us, the time when we do things without a second thought or in other words the time when we follow our heart and not our brain. It is the awesome time of our life which once lost can never be returned. By seeing her do things I get annoyed many a times but later before I sleep off I just give a thought, yes she was following her heart for which at times she may regret but surely the best solution for all problems.
Isn’t it true? We all have those unfinished dreams, unfulfilled wishes which disturb us every now and then, which make our pillows wet just for giving a second thought. Yes, you may regret for following your dreams but finally when you become old and you sit in your armchair reminiscing, these will only be the memories you will have to cherish and the brains act may put you in nothing but despair.
This is specially dedicated to you “My Paagal”, yes my dear, I know I am perfect in your eyes and you feel annoyed by my scolding but the truth is I envy you on this matter. Keep following your heart my dear. But make sure you don’t regret later in your life for the things you do today. Keep smiling always….
Yes as every girl has, I too had a dream of a prince charming but with the exception of blue eyes and riding a white horse. My childhood friend. We both did not have much of childhood memories together as we only spent very few years together but the memories were strong enough to keep going till we met as adults. We parted at the age of 9 and it was after long 16 years that we met but still he remained my prince charming. But by then I understood, it was for me that he remained the prince charming and I was not his princess. Even though I was in a relation with my so called first love there was a reason for remembering my prince charming. We both were born on the same day and that is all I knew about him. Gradually I realized the miracle in the fairy tales started working as my prince started viewing me as his damsel. But as a slow runner I lost this race also while chasing my lost love.
People say it is all pre planned but my mind doesn’t understand all such philosophies. I never gave it a thought that I would give away my heart to someone else when my so dreamed prince charming returned and that I will be sitting and crying with the left over pieces of my broken heart. I just wanted some time and time when meddled with can cause a great deal of damage. When I fixed all the broken pieces together I could feel my prince a long way off from me. I don’t regret for not acting on time because things are meant to be the way it is and not the way I want it to be. So I don’t see any point in bargaining and arguing with God who plans everything. When things go wrong in life I just remember these words things are not meant to work on your plan, it is meant to work on our creators plan. Just step in to the plan and move on. Thanks to my prince charming for the greatest lesson in my life.
Love and hate, the two extremes of emotions we can call; yes you may wonder when I say it can be balanced in the same scale. Yes it can be. That is my experience. I have this person in my life, my first love I may call, whom I hate and love at the same time with same intensity. It was too late for me to recognize that love is the sharpest weapon in the world to mess with. We both messed with it, a lot more than necessary, to end up being trapped by its octopus hands.
It started as a teenage infatuation but lasted 8 long years. As every love stories go we also had plans for our future tied with love and love alone. But life was too busy and fast for me to pick up the pace. I was left behind in the war of love with hatred replacing love. But now when I turn over and see my past, yes I can still see the same eager to love him in my eyes, but hatred takes over when I take a step back. If I say I don’t think about my so called first love, it may be the biggest lie so I may rephrase; yes I do but I don’t regret; for I believe there are no accidents and everything happens for a reason. We got separated for a greater cause may be. If we were still together for sure we would have crossed many days in the court for divorce. Now even though we are apart I can still look back at him with love filled eyes than hatred alone.
Next time you feel like falling in love, remember love is the sharpest weapon known to exist in the world. Don’t mess with it; you will never know the pain till you get trapped. And don’t forget there are some relations which we have to let go instead of holding on for the relationship sake.
It took me around 27 years to understand the meaning of aging. I have heard many say, the value of parents will be felt only when you see their empty chairs. I never gave a thought to it till today. Today, I was here in Bangalore with my dad. I was sitting in the bed and watching TV and my dad stood in front of the TV blocking my view. I was about to shout at him and it was then I noticed the gray hairs he was having. Tears welled up my eyes and guilt filled my mind. I used to fight very badly with my parents whenever they used to care too much (rather I felt it was too much). It was like whatever I say is true and they were nothing in front of me. At that time I never gave a thought that they were getting old. But that day was different. It was the day I noticed how old my parents have become. Even though he is 62 and my mom is 60, I never considered it an age. May be because I never noticed their grey hairs. But at that moment I made myself a promise that I will never say a word which will hurt them. Now, even if they care a lot also I just smile. I have started to enjoy their care. Now I understood they are getting older day by day and not young anymore. May be I can blame my age for behaving so badly or may be myself. Just a reminder for all, it will be too late when you realize this fact. Try this and you will surely feel better. After all you will not get time to make all the mistakes for yourself. 😉