A chance encounter in one of my friend's blog set me thinking about this: What do you do when you discover that you don't mean anything to the person you value the most ? Does "true love" actually exist? I am sure most of us would have experienced the first issue..if not they are indeed lucky! Getting emotionally attached to another person is one of basic human nature. The need for companionship along with the increasin sexual jizz creates an urge to involve in a relationship . But on one fine morning, when we realise that we are worth null to the other person, the sense of betrayal either pushes us to extreme anger towards that jackass which is soon followed by self pity and dejection. But is it that bad to reject life in general? Focussing more on self pity and comtemplation of death just gets us to the noose. I was surprised when some one I know stated the pain caused by love failure is greater than death.
I agree I haven't experienced this amount of dejection in all of my 18 years and I am kind of happy for it. But I think its rather stupid to expect "true love" as described in novels or films in the first place. Everyone one is born into this world without their own choice and so every one tries their best to adapt and survive. More than just survival, we want to gain power, compete with others, have more than other people and "achieve" which means doing somehting different that gives you a recognition over others in the world.In order to solve the problem of loneliness throu the way , most of us get married. I , who is getting the life sucked out from me through total lack of interest in my studies and grinding pressure of my univ to force me into it , lack of motivation and sense of inability to do anything worthwhile attest that people plunge into marriage pool just to escape this hell of skool and even more dreaded work life. With all these monsterous things torturing you in life, you find your sole happiness in marriage and voila, there is love.
Some one asked me what is the meaning in life, if there is no one to return your love.. If we all live till the age of 70, making the best out of what we have, we 'll definitely have someone who loves us before we die. if not, we can die being proud about the vast amt of experience ( even if entirely bitter) we have had and how v managed to live throu all that without quitting. In the meanwhile, why worry about it and waste time when we have so much things to explore in this wild jungle!
