love actually..

I am totally bogged down under this treacherous dogma of life. Spent the whole night pulling out my friend from this malicious marsh of, so called, love. Feelings for their beloved ones are orated as if listener has never dipped into this divine sea.

“I love you but I’m not prepared to shoulder her responsibility. I shan’t meet you for your exemplary future. I’m putting you in this predicament for your goodness. You have to weigh this callousness of which you always were petrified of”.

People get eloped, when strike by the intense need of responsibility, still bemoaning their love. Just ask him to explain the plight of his beloved one. A 10 year brother would always be ready to lament his life for screening her sister. Same guy after decades would probably shirk off his girlfriend presenting the inability to cope the mounting pressure. Fanatics won’t take more than an instant to distill out purest love from its infectious mask. This is not love. One would not mind smashed by much older boys to snatch a seat in school bus for her sister. Atleast one punch would strike the nose, sending those pranksters reeling backwards, for commenting your younger cousin while playing in ground. Such impeccable ropes of relationship are nurtured by the purest form of love. Spending some bucks for a cold coffee can’t melt down the love to bottom from the ice-cream floating in it. Partying out to Malaysia for a trip won’t conjure up lovable person for you.

Probably Anil Ambani would be the most lovable person then. :)