Thursday, November 19, 2009

Immune to Love

Cracking knuckles, I'm thinking about ,the very 'wrongly put' for some and very 'rightly judged' by most; 'Falling in Love'.
It's at the same time amusing and painful to think that falling in love could be as simply and mockingly put as taking a dip in the water and coming back wet and (sometimes sore) just to feel more tired and sleepier than usual.
I ,personally, evade from answering what I think about it coz it just doesn't make sense to ask a novice the missing spice in the soup. Most definitely a very ringing topic in my thread of posts has been 'Love', unquestionably repeating after every few of them.
Even though the topic is extremely chewed upon since ages, it's always a new feeling for a newbie. Ain't it?

Plus, If you're a changeful person, then it's just so not for you to decide if it really is Love , though the fact that it would change the constant change in you to something of eternity.

Musing about a feeling would not just put you in the frame of that feeling but you would know what your actions might catalyse them into. Eat the thought.


" Loving him felt like coming back home. I left him and there was a road ahead of me when I didn't look behind what I had left. There were things I noticed on the journey back; things that could've been objects of nostalgia. when I came back, he was the same and yet beautiful to return to. Only thing that changed was maybe the way I looked at everything."

Rapunzel.

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