A kind of love

I dont  need to define LOVE.  Everyone  knows what it is. Everyone has experienced love in some or the other  way. But yes,  I’ll  have to say it’s the most beautiful  feeling in this world. A feeling you can actually  “die to live for” (literally).

Love is something that makes you do anything, reach any extent, i,  i cant even explain what it makes us do.  Us,  in the sense, we all,  who have been in love.   Not necessarily  the kind of “love” you might be assuming, as love can be shared by anyone.

Lately,  I’ve come across a special kind of love that at first,  i found totally weird  and unique, but then  i realised that there is nothing “unique” about it,  because when i thought  more about this particular  idea, i came to know that  everyone has experienced  this  kind of love in their lives.

Inayat,  is a girl i’ve known since we were in school. She is just like you and me, all she wanted was to love and to  be loved.  A year ago, it happened. She fell in love with Rohan, one of our classmate.  Inayat never used to share so much  about their lives with me as she liked to keep it personal but her life was an open book for anyone to read.  Everyone who knew her,  actually knew what she was facing in her life, at least i did.  

Inayat loved Rohan. I just couldnt add any further adjective to the last sentence because there is no word that can explain  her love for him (not being cheesy). Rohan loved inayat too,  but not as much as she did.  Trust me,  that girl deserved more love, care and time. Rohan,  i dont know if he was unaware  of her needs only gave half a quarter  of love that she deserved.  Inayat,  subconsciously knew  that she deserves more but how could she ask for it? So she created her own Imaginary world in her mind where Rohan  loved her endlessly.  She just convinced  herself that no matter  what he did,  he loved her very much.  She started giving excuses on his behalf  to herself for not recieving her calls and not calling back for a long time, not being attentive, not being  expressive enough, and so on.  She had basically  created a different version of Rohan inside her. Rohan On the other hand, was not aware of any of this. Assuming that she never gets hurt no matter what he does,  he started taking her more lightly.  One day,  i just couldn’t take this innocence of Inayat anymore so i asked her why she pretended that he loved her more than he actually  did. She said  “i know,  he doesn’t. But that doesn’t  make me love him any lesser.  I cant ask him to love me as much as i do,  because  i love him more than anything. So i will just assume that he loves me the same way,  till the day he actually  does.”

 “when will that day come?” 

She said,  ” it might never come.  But it still wont make me stop loving him.  Love cannot be controlled. I cannot pretend or hide my love.  And, if i do,  it will  do no good to any of us. I dont know if u are able to understand any of this,  but thats how this works.”

I couldn’t grasp any of this until weeks.  I dont know if ill be able to love someone  this  way. You can call it “stupidity” and “hieghts  of innocence” but i’ll call it “pure”.

TO BE CONTINUED..

Limits to fandom!

‘I wanna be famous!’ this was the sentence I always used to say when I was asked what I wanted to be in life. No, not a doctor not an engineer, I wanted to be a famous girl, that’s it. When asked how, i didn’t actually have an answer although I secretly wanted to be an actor or a model but I was too scared to confess it. Yes, there is a reason behind it. In the society where I was born and brought up, people always had bad thoughts about the lives of actors. My family, relatives and friends loved watching movies and serials and secretly admired the casts but when any rumour or reality about their personal life showed up they immediately used to start judging them. Till my mid teen I was confused as to why people behaved like this.
My aunt, after spending a week long vacation in Mumbai, came to my house the other day and showed us a picture of her with a famous celebrity. Just a week ago before she had left to Mumbai, she had given us a visit. My mother and my aunt were catching up with each other’s lives and eventually the topic of the same celebrity had come up. ‘I heard she takes drugs! I wonder how can she being a woman sacrifice herself just to earn some amount of ransom.’ yes I am talking about the same aunt who took a picture with that celebrity and had started boasting about her beauty and charming behavior and how graciously she greeted her fans! My aunt was now one of her fan and apparently she had forgotten about the things she had said about that celebrity, few days ago.
Now, this is not just about my aunt. She is just one of those people who judge people on the basis of whatever she hears or sees. You can always pinpoint people like her around you. There is always this one person around us who acts like they know everything about the lifestyle of celebrities and talk about them like they had just came home after spending a long time with them. They make us believe what they say, may it be something positive or negative about their lives. Such people are one of reasons I had nearly quit my dream to become an actor. Yes, I know that I shouldn’t be caring about what people say and all; I have read those inspirational quotes too. But this is not what I am trying to say. This article is not about me. It is about them. It is about those human lives who earn their income through performing arts.

Engineering, medical, law, these all are careers and so is acting. Every person contributes in some or the other way to the society. Actors do it by entertaining us. Doctors do it by treating us. Teachers do it by teaching us. When we don’t turn on the television set or peek in to an engineer’s house to see what they are up to in their personal life, why are we then so anxious about the lives of actors? They are human beings too and after their professional work, every actor wishes to be given some space for their personal lives. Media doesn’t let go even the slightest move they make. This is because we love to hear what they do. Media is just trying to provide us the contents that we like.
Actors and other celebrities as I said before are to entertain us. We have always been taking their lives for granted. Yes to some extent actors influence our lives but misusing the same point is also bad. For instance if a celebrity scolds her child for misbehaving, we create a havoc out of it. When a normal person does that, anyone hardly notices. We all have our lives to be taken care of. I am sure they are handling theirs really well. We all need to focus on our own lives and try not to make it so hard for the famous personalities to live their lives peacefully. After all, they are one of us.

INDIA WANTS ENTERTAINMENT

I’ve always been told that I think too much. Perhaps, its true but that helps me get to the root of many issues and find the actual reasons for it, sometimes solutions too(i said, sometimes)and the reasons might not hold true for others but it at least convinces me to get to a conclusion. I have penned this particular article on one of the vague thought route I had but  it had made sense to me. 

 The other day, I was watching another anonymous reality show, or should I say an ‘unrealistic reality’ show. Unrealistic, I said because most of the ‘reality’ shows are not ‘so real’ or I can point some out and say, ‘not real at all’. They are made for entertainment purpose of course. It is okay. It is totally okay, if people create ‘such’ shows for entertainment purpose and leave innocent hearts in a diplomatic situation. Such shows are produced more particularly in India; why, Because, India loves entertainment. India loves to entertain, as well as to be entertained. I think, Indians are always thirsty for entertainment. I am an Indian too and i am not trying to be offensive at all but if you think deeply about it, maybe you will get it. I say again, it is totally okay to watch shows for entertainment. What’s not really okay is to bring entertainment out of the television set and cast it in the real world. I am writing it because I have noticed that these days people are needy for entertainment to such an extent that the border line of ‘reelity’ and ‘reality’ is getting extinct. People are searching for dramatic situations everywhere and our citizens would love to hold a tub of virtual popcorn and enjoy the show, if in case they found one which they of course do, as media these days are keen to keep an eye over the lives of general citizens rather than many important and relevant issues in our country. For instance a civil argument in a neighbourhood might not be leading to some crime but if the onlookers didn’t find that interesting enough to sit and watch would then definitely want to spice up the clash by spreading a hoax that one hit another furiously and further create a story of how their ancestors had a serious rivalry and how one of their relatives ‘someone’ is a murderer or rapist and so on. Come on, how can we digest the fact that they were arguing for some reason so uninteresting like one didn’t pay the other person’s money back or there was some confusion created between them, isn’t it? 

It is not okay to judge a book by its cover. And it is certainly not okay at all to judge the former, declare it uninteresting and to change its cover in your own ways to make it look interesting, if you get what I mean. Social media is one of the most powerful weapons provided to our generation. Instead of using it for the right purpose we tend to degrade its importance by misusing it and this gives an opportunity to our parents and grandparents in particular to brand social media as useless. YEverything if exceeded turns into poison. I am afraid to say that there are many synonyms emerging for the name ‘entertainment’, vulgarity and harassment are some of those. I suggest our country needs to limit the thirst for entertainment and media could be a useful hand in it. Lastly, I’d like to request that ‘entertainment is provided for happiness. Please don’t seek entertainment in ruining others happiness.’