Its often that I ask myself, What is Love!!, and then getting no answer I now ask you-- What is Love??....
I am tired of a battle that is being waged around me on a daily basis - tired of being awake whole nights getting hit and fighting it out - trying to Understand Her, trying to Understand Love.. And all I get to understand is the various facets of myself.. --And I am tired of wanting for someone who atleast tries to understand my love, my affection, my commitment and not just see the frustration that emanates out of those same emotions in the form of angry outbursts.
"Is dil mein aarman hote to hai.....
bas Koi samjhe Zaarah!!!"
Love is not an easy emotion - there are people in this world who can love without attachment, without commitment and still they are happy and together and everything is fine in the world - there is no problem!But still there are others, for whom Love means a lot. They feel it, they Live it but unfortunately are not able to experience it...for all that they get in Love is Pain!!.
Its often said that Life's best gift is the gift of Love,,, that feeling of being special, that feeling of being important, the feeling of an assurance that there is someone who is and would always be there for you...somene who is a witness to your Life... True, it happens but not for everyone...
Love is such a beautiful world .... it makes the mind go round; intoxicated with all the nectars of love and fantasy.... round and round.. faster and faster ..... till the mind spins and the soul comes crashing down in a tail-spin.
And then you find out that it was never to be.... that you were attempting to fly over the topmost peaks of the Himalayas, touch the stern cold mount of Mount Everest and all that you were carrying was a balloon..... but love is so foolish that it refuses to listen and goes on till all it has for it's efforts are nothings but pains and tears!
Every Prometheus of the world of love has to suffer the punishment of having his heart being clawed out of his breast every day and eaten raw.... and to the worst of it... he also faces the torture of being immortal to suffer this ongoing agony every day!
And then you find out that it was never to be.... that you were attempting to fly over the topmost peaks of the Himalayas, touch the stern cold mount of Mount Everest and all that you were carrying was a balloon..... but love is so foolish that it refuses to listen and goes on till all it has for it's efforts are nothings but pains and tears!
Every Prometheus of the world of love has to suffer the punishment of having his heart being clawed out of his breast every day and eaten raw.... and to the worst of it... he also faces the torture of being immortal to suffer this ongoing agony every day!
And so it goes on ..... the pain and the agony.....
"Har bebasi mein, Is zindagi mein,
tujhko hi Chaha, tujko hi Maanga,
Magar jin raaston se guzra yeh Dil tha,
Manzil mili na, chain na paya..."
"Har bebasi mein, Is zindagi mein,
tujhko hi Chaha, tujko hi Maanga,
Magar jin raaston se guzra yeh Dil tha,
Manzil mili na, chain na paya..."
But now I ask you Life...till when.. till when am I to suffer this agony and pain... till when am I to be a witness of all that is sad in this world...I am tired of this....All of this....!!!!!!!!
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