It’s a mirage. Some claim to have found it, some claim to have lost it. But nobody has the first clue about it.
Never understood this love. But always wondered about it. Somehow I am never thrilled by the bond which is defined by the looks, habits, likings or convenience…walk under the stars, conversation over coffee, knowing all the favourites, shoulder to cry on, nostalgic dance, saving from misery; always felt too shallow an expression for love. These are just cliches. Shouldn’t this all consuming, much eluding, most searched glorious thing called “love” deserve a befitting definition? And much purer expression? “Always” said Castle and Kate while fighting together for justice everyday, Cap agreed to avenge because Peggy believed it was right, Leia stayed back for Solo to escape safely, Neo was born out of Trinity’s belief and a stronger was Will & Mac’s bond with the shared vision of purity of fourth estate. We saw them as tells of superheroes, dramas and mystery. But above all, weren’t they all nothing but the most profound love stories one could ever find? Shouldn’t this strongest emotion, which humanity so proudly claims to posses, born out of a larger cause than a mere attraction?
At the world’s end, there is a place for you and I. Beyond the black & white, a shade of grey. Beyond the expectations, a place of admiration. Beyond all the wins and losses, a battle worth fighting for. Beyond all the labels, a true sense of being. Beyond all the cliches, there is a place for you and I.
