A emotion called Love...

Love! Perhaps the most misunderstood, most misused and most cliched word that a language can ever produce. It seems like a simple word. Clear and straight forward. Ask anybody who is human, irrespective of their age you will hear that they all have loved. If not for atleast once. But, go a step further and introspect into their notion of love and we will start doubting. Is that really love?

Well, it is quite possible. What happens most of the time is that we base our perception on those literary wizards who give a surreal meaning to love. Not with others but with us as well. We want our life to be those flowery and bubbly love of the movies or want it to be straight out of the literature.

Literature has made love larger than life. They have made it so pure, so intense and out of the worldly feeling and on a totally different parallel it is impure and so worldly. Yes, literature itself is confused when it comes to love.

It is interesting to note how a single word is often used to describe an amalgamation of emotions. Often, it so happens that the word simply fails to capture the intense drama attached. It is to be taken for granted that love is just a theatrical play. It comes with its due course of ecstasy, laughter, fear, sadness and more. With a script that progresses and intensifies with time, we are just actors.

However, what need to be understood is that love after all is just an emotion. A master of all emotions. A emotion which has immense power over our abilty to laugh, to cry , to hate or to be in fear. But, no matter how much power this single emotion has, it comes and goes. The human mind is designed to do so. Nothing is static. Anger can come and go in seconds, the same anger can stay with us for a lifetime. It holds true for everything, including the most humanly emotion of love. So like all those plays out there, this also has to end wheter on a happy note or sad depends upon the actors involved.

So, let's ask once again and no matter what they say let's believe in their love. Pure, impure, superficial or intense, love after all is love.

Thoughts

Hmm... I already have a live and kicking blog in xanga. Then why am i here?? Well, Xanga's dezinerdreams is my LIFE and my take on things surrounding me in my immediate daily life.

I am here for i feel a necessity for me to break away.I need a place for me to go and indulge in the deepest corners of my mind. A place for me to explore myself and go a step further from this world.I am here to attach and dettach myself from life.

So heres my thoughts. Thoughts... so random, so weak, so powerful, so pure, so impure.