The Unforgettable Desire

“Pyaar? Pyaar dosti hai. Agar wo meri sabse achi dost nahi hai to mai usse kabhi pyaar kar hi nahi sakta kyun ki dosti bina to pyaar hota hi nahi. Simple, pyaar dosti hai.” Born in the last decade of the twentieth century, I have actually grown up believing and learning this celebrated quote by heart from the coming of age romantic comedy Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. This movie is one of those few bollywood hits which I love beyond all the logics. There are flaws. I find a new one every time I sit down with my Dad to watch this movie. Apparently neither of us minds leaving work undone to watch this particular film. We make fun; we sing the songs together; we question each other on the contradiction the two halves of the movie make. We love the movie in the end anyway. A snapshot from Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. Image source- Google So why after 16 years am I showing my love for this movie? Because it taught me the basic necessity of being in a relationship which I see most of the re...

Laughter once shared; hands once held Roads once crossed; never twice came across. Eyes once talked; lips once brushed Serendipity once seemed; always a choice it had been. Heartbeats once rushed; touch once felt Darkness once comforted; never twice visited. Raindrops once jingled, mind once solaced Soul once damaged; always a mirage it had been. Coffee once spilled; books once read Words once spoken; never twice repeated. H appiness once felt; loneliness once accepted Smile once faked; always an escape it had been.

I am scared. Fear brings the best in you out, I have heard. The fear of losing people and the fear of taking second chances have been my greatest fears for a long while now. Friendship is my greatest weakness. Promise isn’t the word I fancy; I have issues with the concept that follows. Easier it is to deal with a damaged soul than the healing one. Pain is a feeling familiar, pleasure is hard to digest. Commitments I try to make not. Love I try to stay away from but once into it, I cannot pull away. Nothing changes my mind but I will take the bend in the road for someone I love way too much. Loving isn’t my forte, I do not know how to use it. My story isn’t about loving everyone; it is always about loving someone way too hard! Moving on I am slow at. There is everything and nothing I can do about it. If I could, I would stop and smile. The curve is easy to make, easier to fake. Taking risks, baiting my life to death is fun fo...