That four letter word

Friday, 22nd Feb. 2008
I may want to term it as 'writer's block', but that's just inappropriate in my case. So, on that pompous note, let me begin with this my second one.

What am I gonna talk about today? Try hard I did to speak on something other than 'Love', but I'm afraid it's the only topic worth writing about at this moment.
'To love, I'd rhapsodize' - Bono
Isn't it the same with all of us?

*Three things that have kept me awake lately:
a.) Parents
b.) Life with a room-mate &
c.) Love for my bike.
(You just knew I HAD to add that third one, didn't you?!) :-)
--I've been real bad over the last 5-6 years. Far from sounding like a five year old writing to Father Christmas why he still deserves to get gifts on a snowy morning, the point I'm trying to get across is, "Have I been a good son?"
All the events from the last half-decade have lead to these last few days.
Days of realisation, of a heightened level of conscience, days of foundation. Foundation of the man this world shall see a further half-decade from now.I shan't get into details, as I wanna KISS this one(Keep It Short & Simple, or such other variations that you're familiar with.) People my age will definitely identify with this plateau amongst life's many hills. The one where you finally get rid of the 'angry young man' image. The image in which you did everything for people & things that don't really matter and in the process caused hurt & heartache to those that really do. Parents in this context.
There, you get the raison d'etre of Point 'a'. As for the answer to that question, I'd like to believe that I've gone from 'Bad' to 'Not so bad'.
But I must add this. I would never reach here without YOU. Where I use the second person to refer to 'a few good men'. The close friends that HE thought right to bless me with. So Cheers to you guys & gals! I love y'all and will always be there for you.

--Aah! Life with a roomie. The last 4 years have cemented my belief in the words 'Live-in Relationship'. Of course, what I've experienced is still far away from the real thing. You know, the real thing involves living with a person of the opposite gender! Now, don't brand me as 'Swaying the Other Way'.
Patience is a virtue, so bear with my ranting and don't go trigger happy with that judgemental-gun in your head. Anyway, the point is, apart from bringing to light every little/great quality or malady of the other, living with someone also imbibes a level of tolerance in you. It makes you think about the other and how you can make things better just by spending time together. It has made me look forward to living with someone belonging to the fairer sex. But that's still a (VERY) distant prospect. For now, I'm in love with not being in love. Solace in solitude as I usually say.
I'm a firm believer in the following description of love-- Love is a multi-faceted emotion, action & of course word. To love means to sacrifice, to compromise, to put into deed. It's not just a word used in a directive sentence, like how some people abuse it, by saying it to anyone and everyone without any significance and then bad-mouthing about the very same people they said it to.
When you utter the words "I Love You", it doesn't only imply your emotional attachment to a person/thing. It entails that you Can & Are Willing To do anything to make that person happy. Parents, friends, partner, bikes(in my case). How exactly does one go about keeping a machine happy is not something I'm gonna delve into now. For obvious reasons.[You know what! I'm gonna skip Point 'c'. It's destined for an altogether different blog.]

Love is a great responsibility. Shouldering it can make you find yourself flying on Cloud no. 9 or amidst sharp thorns and menacing weeds on untreated ground.
At the end of the day, for me, the single most important aspect of personal life is 'making others happy'. That my dear, is the key to self-happiness too. It requires time & effort. Sounds like a 10-year plan, doesn't it? Well, that's exactly what it is! This can be attained with 'Love' & by extension is a 'key' that needs to be manufactured right from molten steel to filing of its teeth. With 'You' as the only labourer enduring, until with one small twist, its finally open.