Some Suggestions Required

Some Suggestions Required
Being in love is like experiencing the freshness of life once again in a completely new format. The changed format has the capability to pump an immense amount of happiness within one’s being. It is a feeling similar to what babies must experience when they are born fresh and innocent; they are out to take the  very first step to life, and the adventure is yet to unfold all of the apparent innocence of the world before the mortal being. The truth is world is not as innocent as it appears to be when life begins.  I realised this a long time after I got out of the honeymoon of being born. I was a long time in the world, several facets of life were now clear before me, but I was head-over-heels in love with her. There was a typical freshness in the experience on my part, and I didn’t know if she felt the same.

 She was the very personification of innocence before me. She was quite good looking, and apparently, she had everything in her that was required to make a perfect companion. There was nothing in her that can ever be said to be synonymous with all the felony and treachery in the world; I have a typical dissonance to all that is bad in the world. Being in love brought out all my likes and dislikes in a jiffy and it did the same for her too.

Love brings out one’s innocent part, I know, but what I didn’t know is that it also highlights the worst part of one’s life one never knew of. I was before some of the most beautiful moments of my life, and yet they were to translate into some of the worst moments of my life.  I didn’t know the good part was going to fade into the ether soon after it emerged from the attics of time.

There are a lot of facets of life that are unfolded before the self in a matter of a few days, while so many that are still on the verge of being unravelled when one is in love. Repeated and continued interaction does bring out the best and worst part of everyone in a relationship. I didn’t know anything about her till the moment except that I was supposed to love her and she was going to love me in return. I didn’t know anything else existed or was to exist between us.

Practically, love has the powers to bring forth quite a lot in you. Love brings you out in such a strong floodlight that all your virtues and foibles are brought out to the fore before the one you love; your best and your worst parts are highlighted and there is no wall behind which you can hide them. I didn’t want to hide all that she classified as virtues in me, but I did want to hide what I thought were my faults from her. Luckily, or unluckily, there is no way to hide either. They are to be glaring in her face whether I like it or not in a few days. I didn’t know if the bargain I had entered into went deeper than this.

Love is truly the magic potion that brings out all virtues and foibles in oneself; it anatomises everyone in love without even using a scalpel. There is virtually no bloodshed, but a lot of pain is felt when results of the surgical operation are disclosed. Love was on its way to bring out quite a lot of her personality before me, and I was going to go down in the dumps when her shades were to be revealed, I didn’t know this. I didn’t have the faintest idea of the extent to which one can go for some amount of money. I was under the impression that money is a part of life that only adds to the values of life, but her affinity with money embezzled my senses.

It brought down quite a few ideals I had created in my mind with respect to love and an ideal lover. She was to be the perfect woman in my life who was to dispel all that is dark and  dismal. I was looking forward to some of the mystical powers  love is believed to hold over my being.

The magical power love holds over our beings is certainly great; it is a pitiable fact that although everyone of us experiences love at a point of time, it is only a few of us who can ever appreciate the beauty of true love in our lifetime, and I was certainly not one of the lucky few. I was before an eminently practical person who had shattered my ideals of love and harmony with a single flick of her tongue signifying an affirmative reply to the query posited by a qazi. It was money she had been after all through, and I had been under the impression her feelings for me had something to do with love.

It was quite some time before I realised the gravity of the situation I had pushed myself in. I found it hard to realise that she was not going to love me back in the same coin or in any form whatsoever. It was going to be some time before I could fish myself out of the situation on the mental front, while dragging myself out of it on the physical front was going to be next to impossible for me. there isn’t a way out of the situation; I wish someone would give some suggestions.