Have you even been in a relationship where you were so much in love with someone that your world seemed to literally revolve around them? Where she/he consumed every ounce of you? Where even after all the mess that she/he has put you through, you’d find comfort in his/her deep brown eyes?

Love is one of the best emotions that one could ever experience. Well, at first it is all smiles and butterflies. Then there is this crazy adrenaline rush that you get when you receive a text message. You spend most of your time daydreaming, uncontrollably grinning and fantasizing about every possible minute you get to spend with them.

It’s a time when you feel life is transparent, simple, and uncomplicated. What could possibly go wrong when you are full of love? Well, everything. Love evolves. Isn’t it nice to have someone who knows you inside out? Starting from what you like to how you would react. To love unconditionally is both a boon and a bane.

Because you’d make them your Wonderwall. You’d open your vulnerability. You will give them the power to crash your universe and stake your soul. A power that they will cherish at your will. But it doesn’t last that way forever, does it? Yes? No?

It is not relationships that we are afraid of. It is the commitment that scares us. We have woven a web that entangles love, lust, freedom, respect and what not.

There is an invisible anchor that is pulling you down and that can make life harsh sometimes. Not everything is supposed to become beautiful and long lasting. People walk into your life only to walk out, to show you what is right and what is wrong.

Like Kiersten White said, you will choose him/her in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality. You would still find and choose them but, do they really want to be chosen?

We live in a time where we decide life partners by swiping left and right. Is there a thing called unconditional love? It leaves me thinking. Let alone unconditional love, do we even say goodbyes anymore? We don’t. We ignore and assume that things are over. But, who are we to judge? That’s how the world revolves.

You’d hope for shooting stars and when you see one you’d run and hide. Because today’s stardusts burst into agony.

*Honest rantings in between work.

**Edited version of my article published in the opinion blog on June 13, 2016.

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