I don't hate love stories

I hate pretensions.

I do not understand why a *g.f* has to wipe icecream off her guy's pants. I do not understand why love means being mushy, eating chocolates and icecreams, loving pink and red and going berserk over gifts ( the more expensive the better).

I do not understand why love has got nothing to do with being a hero, being a heroine, with understanding the person and yet loving them so that everything seems lovely without making an effort, with finally knowing.

People think these are the signs of falling in love :-

1. One asks Questions like " ye pyar kyu hota hai" , "kash kahin koi mere liye bhi bana ho", "someone to understand me*sigh*" ( boss apne aap ko pehchan lo mahan baat ho jayegi!).

2. The girl starts liking teddies, bunnies and all sorts of dead stuffed animals made a million times "cuter" than their live prototypes. And guys probably start using more aftershave ( I have no idea what guys do , actually)

3. DEMAND: pout,deodrant,big eyes,suddenly a guy jisne apni maa ko kabhi kitchen me help nahi kiya hoga starts showing *chivalry* by demanding that the girl wears a certain type of clothing. haha!

4. Some people start with the possesion of atleast two mobiles one cdma and one normal , with multiple SIMs, all supposedly for the *reduced* cost of talking.


Like a wise man once said " Love happens, but attraction is misleading"

But what about?

1. Red rings under one's eyes ( Girls don't squeal at the thought of eddy cullen!!)
2. Being sure.
3. Not wanting anyone else and if the said person isnt there then making do with imagination.
4.Becoming tongue tied and acting in an absolutely opposite way (OK! now I sound like some guidance counselor)
5. That squeamish feeling

The problem is the above stated symtoms are "all in the head" and cant really be seen.

So do I hate Love (not luv) stories? Not going by my track record, I don't think I understand the victorian, elizabethan zamane wala love stories where guys called gals "maa'm" and invariably a "rescue session" would follow, where people would fall in love chutki bajate hi, coz they knew in 1 second that this fella is mah soulmate. I mean how do u do it. isse achha to apne hindi films hai, atleast in kuch kuch... it took them 8 years to know, even in Lamhe love takes its own sweet time.

Love is like a wine, it takes the experiences of people from all over time, inculcates them and finds its true flavor.

Oh btw this post is effect of watching two horrendous in a day. One as everyone must have guessed is "IHLS" and the other a regional commercial one which translated in English would be
"Ye lover you are mine". hehe isme a girl ( of 15 years ) falls for a scooter mechanic, and then they run away from home, pretty much do everything, and towards the end heroine ka pitaji beats the guy up. headache stuff!! and is still giving me the creeps.

Only in one point do I agree with IK, that sometimes when filmy things happen, you might think that " oooh this is just like that movie I saw and pyar aise hi hota hai" It's sad but even I don't know what to do and like some kid once said "jab tere liye koi red hearts banayega na tab pata chalega".

I don't know what it will be like if such a time ever comes, but loving love stories has never meant loving silliness, loving silly things and a primary criterion seems to be " showing off" and doing all the 'coochie coo' one can , not in a 'I'm-blissfully-aware-of-the-world-around-me' (that is kinda a sweet) , but in a ' Oh do look at me coz' I have one eye on the world even when I'm with him/her'. My friend says when in love IQ diminishes a lot, well I say maybe we should think of rising upto it rather than *falling* in it. ( I know all this sounds like some high handed rubbish, but its just that I see too many people who discard the use of common sense in the *hope* of finding love and also because (someone might kill me for this) but some girls have this idea that guys like dumber girls, the rest are my friends who like pink and the blah just because they like them )

Oh and My brother and his gf ( and a group of friends) were sitting in the same hall when we were watching ihls. khekhekhe!!
Seeing them sometimes I also feel that some people find it so easy to tell it to the one who truly matters while some others just can't tell and prefer to lounge. But like I say, it's not always the words which matter ( and sometimes they do matter a lot) . You see I'm as confused, with only a few notions but I ain't asking around for any explanations, rather others think I'm some hard hearted juvenile.

I love the in-love couples btw, the kinds where they don't need to show and they just know it.
But alas! sad are our circumstances and rare are people who have the real thing.

For a mo' there also forgot that I hate offering explanations and should've kept mum about the whole mis-judgement thing, but whatever, all I wanna say is


Why be so aware,
Why be so willing ,
Why let your heart break
Why adhere to norms
Why think of customs
Why bind yourself
Why even think of the future
Why not wait
Wait and watch if your heart can be whole
Why not carry that glow in your heart
The glow which lights it up like a fire
&then you"ll know baby, what love is.