what is love? how does one define love. many of us have atleast once in life experienced the ecstasy of love. the funny feeling in the stomach when we saw a particular person. for me this has been an extremely profound experience. falling in love has in some ways made me a much better man.
my first crush was at the very young age of 9. the object of my attraction was this very strange girl who was so mature even at that age. as years passed and i saw even less of her, i began to forget this attraction thinking it as just another example of puppy love, which in reality it was at that stage.
as time went by , years started taking their toll on me. i was older now and much more aware of the problems around me, of which their was no scarcity. they left their own marks on me so that i became what others called a brooding young man, often regarded as arrogant. it was at this point, in college, that she came into my life once again. nothing had changed about her. she was still so angelic and calm, in sharp contrast to the demons and turmoil that i surrounded myself with. soon her nature became for me the weapon to banish my own horrors. my love for her,which has once again risen from the memories of a forgotten crush, was the medicine that i used to heal the pain that was caused by my parents fractured relationship. all this while she never knew anything, never even having the slightest idea of somebody whose very existence had come to depend on her presence.
but then as the saying goes, good things must come to end. one day i came to know of her decision to leave the college and decided in the end to let her know how i felt about her. her reply as expected, bordered on the negative with various reasons-from familial pressures to disinterest being given.perhaps somewhere she even hinted that i was being too stupid in trying to seek her, much better since she was than me. for a few days i pondered a lot over those words
but hen perhaps came the most significant phase of this relationship. though she had in as many words spurned me, i found that that hardly made a difference. i still loved her more than myself. inspite of knowing that she would never understand how i felt about her or reciprocate my love for her, i could still love.for the first time in my life, i could love unconditionally and selflessly. it is such a strange and a beautiful feeling. it makes you understand what being human is all about.gives you hope to carry on through difficult times. truly love is perhaps what sets a human being apart from the other denizens of the world