That Magic Feeling....

There are certain realms, which always leave us with more questions than answers. Being the philosophical person that I am the existence of god is one such. Falling in love is another, which drove me to write this thought.

If you are lucky enough love is a feeling which can make you fly without spending a penny. But there ends its’ benefits. Perhaps this is a flight which can cost you your life or make one. Correction two. If anyone can positively tell the borders of colors in the sky on sunset so can he or she about when you start to love or why? It is this nature of love that also makes it complicated and painful for some. Hormonal changes are responsible for you wanting to spend time with a girl. You find them very attractive. And all the bodily elements that goes with it. But love slips past this realm even it were to have its’ influences. Often it is a case of comfort. The comfort a human being shares with another human being of the opposite sex can be a parameter on which the feeling of love could be measured from. I would love to use a metaphor. The comfort Sachin shares with his bat is most pristine of examples of love. Where love fails is when the two try hard to be comfortable. And few disastrous landings can leave you in dire state. When you have found that comfort with your hence partner the relationship can be the most sweetest of all. After all you are going to share your life. And this feeling makes you feel special. There are reasons to live your lifetime. Parents are one and perhaps the most important though not as thrilling. The next being your life partner, the greatest and most significant relationship of all.

It is strange that when you have got to live a meaningful life for not yourself you tend to do it better. Love achieves that. It allows you to be the architect of an invaluable and enthralling period before you get married. After marriage the flight becomes less turbulent if not streamlined. And this enthralling period that I was talking about sometimes makes all the difference. The difference that makes you forget all the things you did wrong or failed to accomplish and makes you want to undo them. The comfort you are bestowed with or rather the care gives you the stimulus to go ahead. It unravels ever so poetically that the memories influences the very journey. The flight with and without consent, hope you get it, are equally enjoyable. The saddest part of the journey is sometimes the journey halts. Is it because of the lost comfort or something beyond comprehension? Whatever reason it may be it hurts. Some get on with, but some have a high emotional inertia to get over it and the path of the journey is never the same. If there was a feeling just as uplifting as love is, it is to overcome a lack of it. Past sure teaches you very important lessons, perhaps the most important of all. What about people who haven’t had a flight? A train journey is just as beautiful!!!