There are things in this world not worth having. I want to disprove this statement.
It’s like the dream you long for, worked hard for, and then you wake up one morning that you are not happy. It’s like the love you have been waiting for, invested so much emotions, so much time and then you realize that you can’t be together. Like having ice cream on a really hot day. You bought it with your last money, and after a few licks, the entire cone slips out of your hand. Like a fatalist who has had an epiphany and then a bus ran through his house striking him dead.
I actually know of this man who has been waiting for a long time to find a partner. He has prepared so well: a house, a car, and some money in the bank. One day he met this beautiful girl in the church and was immediately smitten. After sometime, they got married in the same church where they met. Eight months later, she died because of HIV/AIDS related complications.
I saw him sometime ago in the clinic. He was nice and friendly and just wanted to have someone to talk with. He knew I was not from Manipur. I guess talking to a complete stranger makes him realize how easy it is for feelings to come out. I was there to listen and certainly not to judge him.
He had become HIV positive. I did not know how to react to his story. I was actually a bit insensitive when I asked him if he met our counsellors. The guy just smiled and stood up.
I met him again a couple of days ago. He approached me and after the greetings, he said that he is moving to Delhi. I joked if he found himself a new girl friend.
“I have only one heart and this belongs to the woman I love,” he said. “After all I’ve been through, I could never love another.”
He hit the romantic fool in me. Straight through the heart.
Pondering upon what he said, I realized that there are some things worth having. You know that in the end you may not win, but knowing that you have tried is best the adrenaline rush. Before the heartbreak, was indeed the heart full of love. So what if he ended up loosing her and gained death? It may not have been the best of endings, tragic to an extent, but isn’t finding our love the most important thing of all? So what, in deed?
Many of us swoon on the fantasy of love and being in love. How many of us actually found the one we love? The true one? In this world we question intention after intentions. We tend to believe that whatever we don’t have will never make us happy. In a selfish and egotistical manner, we want that which is convenient and forever at our disposal. In the process, we become cynics. We loose the romanticism.
This man has taught me a lesson. Not just on love but on living.
There are some things not worth having. Love is just not one of them.
It’s like the dream you long for, worked hard for, and then you wake up one morning that you are not happy. It’s like the love you have been waiting for, invested so much emotions, so much time and then you realize that you can’t be together. Like having ice cream on a really hot day. You bought it with your last money, and after a few licks, the entire cone slips out of your hand. Like a fatalist who has had an epiphany and then a bus ran through his house striking him dead.
I actually know of this man who has been waiting for a long time to find a partner. He has prepared so well: a house, a car, and some money in the bank. One day he met this beautiful girl in the church and was immediately smitten. After sometime, they got married in the same church where they met. Eight months later, she died because of HIV/AIDS related complications.
I saw him sometime ago in the clinic. He was nice and friendly and just wanted to have someone to talk with. He knew I was not from Manipur. I guess talking to a complete stranger makes him realize how easy it is for feelings to come out. I was there to listen and certainly not to judge him.
He had become HIV positive. I did not know how to react to his story. I was actually a bit insensitive when I asked him if he met our counsellors. The guy just smiled and stood up.
I met him again a couple of days ago. He approached me and after the greetings, he said that he is moving to Delhi. I joked if he found himself a new girl friend.
“I have only one heart and this belongs to the woman I love,” he said. “After all I’ve been through, I could never love another.”
He hit the romantic fool in me. Straight through the heart.
Pondering upon what he said, I realized that there are some things worth having. You know that in the end you may not win, but knowing that you have tried is best the adrenaline rush. Before the heartbreak, was indeed the heart full of love. So what if he ended up loosing her and gained death? It may not have been the best of endings, tragic to an extent, but isn’t finding our love the most important thing of all? So what, in deed?
Many of us swoon on the fantasy of love and being in love. How many of us actually found the one we love? The true one? In this world we question intention after intentions. We tend to believe that whatever we don’t have will never make us happy. In a selfish and egotistical manner, we want that which is convenient and forever at our disposal. In the process, we become cynics. We loose the romanticism.
This man has taught me a lesson. Not just on love but on living.
There are some things not worth having. Love is just not one of them.
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