Love?

Love, being a complicated term by itself, is a very hard thing to be used. It’s ridiculous to see people love each other so fast and deny that love the next moment. Is it just that you love somebody whom you love only for that particular moment and have no faith in it the next moment? Or is it just that there is an abundance of love found floating in everybody’s shoes which is like a freebee and given to all who passes by.

The true question is…when is it that one loves the other truly? The answer is truly unknown for a long time now. There are umpteen movies having the theme of somebody loving somebody else. Do we really care about who is on screen or do we just pretend that its our life that is being portrayed and just be gallant about it!

The relationships that last for that day have no mere probability that it would last another without any hindrance overcome; this is proved and witnessed by everybody but the fact is nobody wants to talk about it, we all pretend that it never happened. The fact is that it did; if we liked it or not.

Do we all live in such a pretentious world that we don’t really need to care about what we feel and just gel in the moment, not thinking of the future? Why do all of us succumb to mere pleasures than thinking of the future? I feel that all men have rather grown the way they feel like than what they should have actually done. The question of it being just is not important or simply just disregarded. Faith in the modern world has had little or no meaning and for sure has had no impact on the people growing with us.