Unrequited Love – To see someone with eyes brimming with love but realizing that the other doesn’t get the message. To that longing that we hold to hug the other tight, kiss their soul and pour our hearts to let them know how much you mean to them but that’s something we can never do. The pain, the disappointment and that-something which is heavy on the chest.
To love and to be loved is what we were taught, and life has also in-its-own-ways taught us to admire, fall in love with the other day by day and yet, to stay away when they don’t reciprocate.
Whenever you look at the person, you would feel like you’re given an extra pair of eyes with chocolatey-love to look at them. You just know how chiseled their features are – maybe, those cute eyes which shrink when the other laughs. The small smile that flips your heart. That beard of his or the light-burgundy colored hair of hers that shines. That moment is a bit confusing – you know you’ve fallen and you start admiring, at the same time like a ‘satan’ you are also reminded that the other is not in love with you, they don’t admire you the same way you do, they won’t like it if you say they look smart or beautiful. Holding you back, stopping you from doing what you’re doing, and yet, you continue – Oh! God! Those eyes right?
Do we have another heart or what? Or, maybe an instrument inside, the rhythmic heartbeat when that special person is around. That flirty smile cum grin on your face – God, priceless!
You don’t know what they’d tell if you approach, you don’t want to spoil the friendly-lovely talks that are on, you don’t want to be ‘that-annoying-person’ of their life either. You choose to stay steps away and stop to leave them undisturbed but damn little-did-they know how affected you are!
You’re head over heels already; you can’t throw them off your mind – what is that a piece of paper to throw in a bin? How do we demand our heart to not-to-think of THAT special person? For, you’ve thought of that person whenever your favorite songs play, you always had fancy dreams with them. To not-to-be with the only person whom you want to wake up with, just doesn’t know and is already busy with life and their priority. Hurts. Hurts with a capital H there!
But, hey! Let’s hold on and cherish these moments. See, you at least know how capable is love and how capable are you to love someone. I can only think of one thing if you love a person who doesn’t reciprocate – the love-shower that’s awaiting from THE person is going to be amazing. Love has no limits, and ensure you love yourself enough to pick yourself up and walk. Enjoy the little-somethings of your life and carry on. The right person is stuck somewhere. More love to you! 🙂
“I want to marry a wealthy guy,” says no woman ever. But, only, explicitly. Though many instances in my life made me think about this subject, the one that gave me enough thrust to start penning this blog post is the image below.
To share a few real life incidents:
I told to one of my friends that I would like to travel all over India and a few countries if possible and immediately she said “marry a guy who is in the US,” you can travel all over the world. It hurt me because, according to me, I should go around the world with my money.
Judge me if you want, I’ve survived two break-ups. One was intense that even families knew and approved. It was a long distance relationship, and so, once he presented me an iPhone. After a few months, when the relationship didn’t work, and when I wanted to call it quits – he emotionally threatened me that he loves me so much that he presented an iPhone. Not just him, his family and even my family said the same again and again. It threw me aback that everybody equated love to an iPhone. (I threw em, and the one I use now is my own)
I had this habit of posting my restaurant trials at a Facebook group called “Where Chennai Eats,” that’s how my Ex got caught, though. His sister stalked my profile and found that we frequently meet. He casually told me that his sister warned him not to spend a lot on food. We usually go Dutch – we share the bill, but, he didn’t inform that to his sister. We fought on this, and he said it is an insult to tell that he is not spending on me
My friend’s sister did like a guy – tall and handsome, smart and witty, and what not? When we probed why she rejected him, she said his bank balance is low, and he is still in a rented house and owns no piece of land
I observe a lot, introspect, and retrospect, I find that most guys spend a lot for their girlfriends, they love doing that. They think it is man enough and pick the bill every single time. But, when there are issues and if they break up, the guy easily says “She was with me for the money,” to pacify himself. This crept in, and now, most guys use this phrase.
For, almost all my college mates are married, most of them are in US, UK, Australia and the likes. Maybe, yes! But, it is not just her choice but also her family’s that they want a well-settled guy. (Well-settled meaning – who owns a bungalow or at least a piece of land, a luxurious car, salary package that’s more than sufficient for 2, etc..) just worldly pleasures.
It’s been long that I heard someone saying “I want to marry a guy who will keep me happy,” or “I want to marry a man who struggles in life to give my support and help him achieve his endeavors,” or “I want to marry the one who loves me,” etc..
Am 27 year old now and though I don’t want to get married – in the worst case, I always wanted a matured guy who can handle what I am. Because, there were alliances that rejected me stating my social media profile has 2500 friends, a few said that a writer would mostly talk a lot of rules and laws, and a few, of course, said am fat, etc..
I got a friend recently, and we found that we share common interests and, we spend more time these days. Once he blurted that he is not committed yet because he is afraid that a girl might love him for his money.
I am extremely nervous about it; I am always conscious to repay or share the expenses equally so that no guy that I know would ever say that I am with him for his money. It is more of an obsession these days!
There are movies that subtly show a rich bald guy marrying an utterly beautiful girl. The equation of rich & ugly man marrying a pretty girl is strengthening day by day. A covalent bond!
I wouldn’t blame anyone. I am not concluding this article with any specific pointers. While I write my micro-mini HeMeStory tales – I ensure that I hurt none. I want men, women, and transgenders who read my micro stories to smile and feel glad. But, many guys in list bash women – they write about a woman being gold diggers. Many women writers in my list bash men, stating they would do anything to get laid.
Taking sides would give us hashtags like Feminist, Feminazis, Menist, etc..
I don’t want to be any!
Can we all just ditch the worldly pleasure and focus on co-existing? To just live happily? To just ensure that we all born to learn something and to teach the same to someone else before we leave?