love a wierd one- flings, affairs, explanations and answers..

“What I feel for you, is the closest, that I can feel to love for any one… probably, I’m just wired that way...” 

     Love tis such a weird one… a very funny and a complicated emotion. There may be thousands nary millions who’ve written books over it, talked words worth miles if measured in length...  Each one perceives it as it appears to him/her. Multi-layered and splendiferous, it leaves no one untouched… though the degrees of contact, understanding and perception may vary and so may the approaches… There is love in Moulin Rouge, Hir Ranjhaa, Laila Majnu… the romanticised, glamourized version, the so called eternal, platonic love… (…as platonic as it can be, when two passionate lovers are involved) … the love that metaphorically lasts for ever...

    Then there is the love the fickle one, that changes by the season, passionate while it last and fizzles out just as fast… and then it catches up again, just as passionately, but with another muse… there will be a million out there, who would detest their sacred idea of love to be made so mundane and crass so as to call these flings- love, but tis love, none the less… one has to experience it to know, its love…

     And of course, there is more to the types of love than just these, every relationship augers a different flavour of love, the love between a parents and children, the love between siblings, friends, people in a community, country … and god knows where else this emotion will blossom….

     There was a professor, that I once knew, who took one of his students out on a `lunch date'.....



Cont..d in part two...