Tragedy Of Love ❤️

what a tragedy love makes us all

all our stories are alike but our pain

becomes so different,

so unknown to the other.

some, after the heartbreak,

still believe that ‘The One’ is out there somewhere.

and others, who have never been in love,

are still afraid of it.

to be in love is to become dependent,

before love can teach you to be independent.

love forces another hand into yours

and says, walk with him.

and when you’ve grown accustomed to

the linings of the palm, the flesh of him skin

love withdraws and says,

for the rest of your days, you only will have

a memory to remember him by.

love and all its nuances

come in different words, languages,

and ways.

some lovers are like Deepak from Masaan –

they don’t know how to love, and they’ve not put a lot of thought into it either.

but when love happens, and

when they do love, they do it

right. with utmost care.

to them, their lover comes with the label:

handle with care.

but love kills all the Deepaks of the world quickly

and make them wonder -

“Ye dard kaahe khatam nahi hota bey?”

.

and then, we’ve lovers like Kundan from Raanjhanaa

who experience love at an early age

and gives up everything only to almost succeed in love.

but love kills all Kundans slowly, taking its time.

.

“Par saala ab uthe kaun?

Kaun phir mehnat kare dil lagane ki?”

.

but love is not always incomplete, not always broken.

love with all its whimsical fantasies,

sometimes puts your patience to test,

to see if you deserve your lover.

with lovers like Veer, love bends the knee

almost after two decades.

.

“Sachi mohabbat zindagi mein sirf ek baar hoti hai…

aur jab hoti hai toh koi bhagwan ya khuda

usse nakamyab nahi hone deta.”

.

remember, you know how to love.

the question is what kind of a lover

you want to become?

remember,

to love is to know,

you will get hurt.

but you fall in it anyway.