Dashuri. Las'Ka. Amour. Salang. Leif'de.

A cold Tuesday morning turned out to be one of the most important days in my life . There was a roar in the sky, as they opened up with the loudest thunderstorm-deafening to the human ear-but in all probability, the signal was supposed to crash into my left or right ventricle, the heart to be precise. Those three words from her-I,YOU,LOVE-came into my life for the very first time that day. Should the word "love" be placed between the two first-person pronouns? What did she really mean by that? Was it love? Was I flirtatious enough for her? A small, well, actually a large season of instability, maniac like behavior, (insane to be precise) followed. Was it just my heart or was my brain fooling around with me as well? Lapse  of concentration, skipping meals for phone calls, fighting over ice-creams and chocolates, warm hugs when nothing went right.. It was a bed of roses, FOR THE MOMENT. My engineering brain failed to realize that roses had thorns in them too. Fights, misunderstandings, arguments, it went on and on. 'I love you' became 'I kinda like you' and finally she said, Its over. Oh yeah, she IS a girl after all. It ended quicker than it started. Did she really love me or was I the only one in her life?

   I remember one of my friends saying, I've played football long enough to realise that you can score goals even when the keeper is there. It didn't strike me at that time, probably because my team was losing. It makes a lot of sense now. So, what does that four letter word L-O-V-E mean? Running around trees? Stretching your arms wide open from the tip of a ship without having the guts to look down? Cupping your arms inside hers and staring at her eyes sitting in a restaurant? Building monuments? Poetry? CAN SOMEONE HELP ME OUT? Is it that simple? Personal experience says a BIG NO! I've heard parents telling their kids,'beta,this is infatuation not love'.  For me, love is a deflated volcano, it can erupt anytime, but no one realizes that it has to subside as well. In common terminology, guys say , Pick up, drop, escape. To be creative we use, Pick,F*ck,Chuck!Simple. Amazing. Can love come in the middle of the night with you staring at the girl, taking out your guitar and playing your own composition for the first time in your life? Indian cinema can convince you in just about 2 and a half hours. Congratulations

   The end result? You've converted a perfectly sane, charming, intelligent, good looking boy into an idiot who does nothing but talk to you all day long. I pity the cartilage tissues in your ear. I am not saying love is wrong, I am not against it either, but I am learning how a person who was next to lifeless become such an important part of another life. How you understand them so well, speak their minds, give them all the happiness in the world and yet, YET , 99.9% of these *love birds*do not MERGE? Why ? My prolonged search continues......