Monday, February 9, 2009

Aaaah Love….

It has begun…the incessant sale of Love. Everywhere you go…shops/stores everywhere have some type of Valentines Day offer. And I don’t have to state how annoying the, get-two-for-one specials are. To me all they are really saying is ‘T…your pathetic, you don’t have anyone who loves you and you never will (and your mother does not count)’ please note that I type this with a sarcastic keyboard.

Maybe my opinion is a bit tainted because I never had a valentine. I was the only person in school buying stuff and sending it to myself. And I could only afford one balloon, rose etc…so I couldn’t even give myself a nice v-day…LOL

But what I really find interesting is how some people go crazy over something that cannot be measured, held, touched, felt. And more importantly, you cannot prove that it exists. (and please don’t make the argument that believing in love is like believe in God. Because it isn’t!! God is beyond anything your brain can ever comprehend)

If someone came up to you and said ‘I love you’. And you had no feelings for them, what difference would it make to your life? But if someone you profess to love says the same thing, oh my word…the sun, the moon and the stars all stop and gaze at you. For you are the most shinny thing in the universe at that moment in time. Yet, just by saying it, doesn’t necessarily make it true. But whether it is true or not, the only person love really affects is the giver. Nothing happens to the receiver unless Love takes the form of objects, in that case the receiver gets stuff.

Yet, people are obsessed with Love. It surprises me how many people are interested in your love life. Even on the blog…you will get twice as many people commenting on a blog about broken or fixed hearts than you would an intellectually stimulating topic. Am I the only one who thinks that’s weird? Don’t get me wrong, I do it too…when someone writes about their relationship I read it with childish enthusiasm. Why? Maybe its because just listening or reading about a happy love story fills you up with…Hope. That one day…one day it will happen. People tend to idealise the concept of love making it into something that it is not. And the lack of it…makes us feel that we are not worthy.

Peoples lives have been changed, destroyed almost. All in the name of love. And here we are dedicating a whole day of wearing red and white to honour it?? I think we spend too much time worrying, thinking about something that really in its essence…is nothing.

All love is really good for is making fools of us all.


Anonymous said...

i am getting tickles in my heart all over again. wonder why. wonder how.
never had a decent v-day to call mine and yet there are hopes that soon i will have this day for my own. it sure sounds a bit weird though. i have had everything but true love!
ohh wait a minute. love is over rated!

Azra said...

Don't Lie, you weren't the only one, we were sending those flowers to ourselves together lmao.

Hey, Angelo gave me a rose once, but that doesn't count because he gave all his female friends roses.

I like to think of death and Qiyamaah at this time, puts things into perspective :P

Waseem said...

Theres this song by keane - pretend that youre alone. The lyric goes "Love is just our way of looking out for ourselves when we dont want to live alone"

Trinity said...

Seher – I hope you get all that you hope for

Azra – I was the only one when you decided to grow up and leave school

Waseem – keane know their shit

I was right…the last time I looked at Nooj’s post – sans butter - she had (besides Azra, MJ and Killa pretending to be the three tenors) around 13 long comments about marriage. Firstly I think the love I talk about and marriage is two totally different things. Cause you can be married and in love with someone else or married and not “in-love” with your partner. But I was right. People love talking about love lives. Everyone understands love in a different way so it makes for a very exciting topic to talk about.