I have seen successful relationships; I have seen failed marriages. I have seen people in love and seen them fall out of love. I have seen them turn red like a tomato when they talk about the other one. I have at the same time seen people cry when they want to stay with the person, but the relationship is not working out.

I had heard all about this love. How it makes you feel so many things, how it makes your heart jump up and down, how it makes everything around you go slow, everything around you turns black and white, everything except that one person. How everything looks like the cheesiest video. I had heard it all and I had seen too many Bollywood romcoms to not believe it. I must have passed on at least 10 chances to fall in love, waiting for the air to brush my hair and rain to fall on both of us, to get the proof.

I would like this sweetest looking person in the room and just stare at them, waiting for everyone to stop and go in Polaroid mode. While the other one is looking at me like, is he having a stroke, or is he another thirsty cheapo!

It is said the hardest part of any love, is when you fall in love and when you fall out of it.

Remember when you got your first crush? How you acted like you are in some music video and walked around with a smile as if you slept with a hanger in your mouth. All the guys stopped cussing and girls magically got medusa hair which flew on its own. Remember that time. This was probably around your 8th or 9th grade. And that period has its own stages.

1. Realizing you had a crush: When you couldn’t help but stare at someone and would exchange seats with anyone just to be a bit closer. Basically, innocent creeping.

2. Trying to find out if the liked you back. Well none of us had that good internet stalking skills back then. What did we rely on? FLAMES. I mean. Well if the flames were burning, they were.

3. Realizing the mature way to approach the feelings and talking to them.

4. That resulting in you getting confidence over the period of a million months to talk to them like me, or if you are the confident one, it probably resulted in one of two: you got together and planned happily ever after for few months or you were rejected and you ended up eating two tons of ice-cream, and fat from that ice cream still is the constant love of your life. But seriously though does anyone ever eat ice-cream when they are sad like in movies? Every time I’m sad I probably end up eating pizza, burger, sandwich, fritters, chocolates, half Italy. I mean that’s how it goes in real life right?

Anyway, moving to the second hardest thing: The break-up. The un mendable breakup. I’m not going to attempt to put any humor here. Cause breakups hurt.

I have seen people cheat, people lie. I mean if you feel that it’s not working out, just say it. Why prolong a doomed relationship? It is said that communication is the key to a healthy relationship, but I think communication is the key to a simple, uncomplicated life. Even if a communication ends your relationship, it’s for good, it stopped you from wasting time on the wrong person or just the wrong relationship.

These are the two hardest part I have been told that Love has.

But I feel that these are easy, they have solutions. They have some outcome and it’s just between two people.

The actual reasons why love sucks are:

Religion. People fall for the face, the heart, the brain, the personality. Only if people walked around with kundli and religious tags on their head.

Age. This one is a one-way street. True. A man should be elder to Woman.  People fall for the face, the heart, the brain, the personality. Only if people walked with birthday candles on their head.

Gender. This one is something that got its due last year, but then like the other two, social taboos are making it even more difficult.

As I said, people fall for the face, the heart, the brain, the personality.

Every love story and every lover,
They say it’s written in the Stars.
But I don’t know how and when,
Was I even ready to show you my scars;
 
Painful, ugly, each telling a story;
That I never told, never said out loud.
Felt always like I was walking alone,
While colliding with everyone in the crowd.
 
Beating heart, pacing, jumping,
Anxiously, curiously creeping heart.
Rethinking all my forced decisions;
Seeing you, feeling you as it’s part.
 
Holding your hand, when they judged:
Holding you closer behind the closed door,
Putting my head in your lap in your arms;
To be like that everywhere was internal war.
 
Once again, my demons are winning,
Last you pulled me out of my whirlpool,
This time I think I’ll rock this boat a bit,
To fight this for us, fight this ugly ghoul.
 
Maybe for us, it’s not in stars.
But I will still keep it as the hope.
Wish upon a falling star;
To walk with you on this ridge rope.
 
But till that day, this is all I know:
From this day’s dawn, this day’s sun;
To the day I set or sets the moon-
I am yours; you are mine, deals done

And in the end, the HEART wants what it wants, even if it sucks!