What is Love?

What is love?
The feeling of being with her all the time or the feeling of being remembered by her every second..

What is love?
Those dew drops suddenly turning to some romantic poetic noun or these sunrays seeming like emerging rays from a diamond..

What is love?
Grinning all day long for every possible reason or weeping all night with that unusual smile for no reason..

What is love?
Her hair curling slowly all over your face or her eyes staring at something else and still watching you like no one ever did..

What is love?
The music of her voice piercing your heart like cupid's arrow or her fragrance mesmerizing you like the oldest wine available..

What is love?
Feeling cold in sweaty days or feeling hot in spine chilling evenings..

What is love?
The most loved romantic song playing again and again in your iPod or your favorite pineapple cake being prepared by her everyday..

What is love?
The touch of her hand on your palm giving you that satisfying sensation that you always craved for or watching her sleep like a princess and gaining that unexplained unprecedented strength to protect her from the smallest and the biggest problems one could ever face..

What is love?
The intense feeling that you can die straightaway just to retain that beautiful smile on her face or the feeling that you can live thousand lives all alone with a hope to achieve her sometime in the 4th dimension..

Love..
Its amazing.. isn't it?

But..
What is Love..?

Gone are those days...

Who am I or rather what am I?

This very question often strikes me and strikes me very badly!

Am I the one who I used to be, say, 10 years ago? No, not at all when it comes to realizing oneself and realizing the fact that this whole world is yours. Where is that innocence gone? Where is that feeling gone that everything is yours? Where are gone those days when I used to climb over long hose pipes just to feel the height and get that unusual happiness? When was the last time I held my mom's hand out of fear from the dark or sat beside my dad while watching a horror flick just to feel that I am at the safest place in the world? They are nowhere near to me at this stage of life and this is not just about me, it is for all you people who are reading this blog after clicking that link out of curiosity. Would you have done the same thing when you had just heard that there was something in this world called 'blog'? You call it wisdom, keeping the mind open and getting to know about what others think about different aspects of this life but I call it being curious to know whether what you feel about a topic, does the person opposite to you feel the same or not.

I mean, what the hell did that mean to us what others think when we were at the initial stage of our life?

We were free and happier than we are now, though we have all the freedom that we craved for at that time. I bet, the happiness that we get these days by watching a late night show or chilling out all night is nowhere when compared to the happiness that we got after getting a new toy from the market.. How excited we used to be when our dad used to bring those chocolates while returning from the workplace.. those ultra-satisfying nights when we slept with our favorite toy car or dolls beside our pillow are nowhere to be seen now.. Buy as many clothes you can, watch as many movies as you can but the level of satisfaction can never meet that!

As we grow up, we will always miss the day before since the more we become older, the more we come closer to this world and experience the bitter truths of life which our parents hid from us and suffered all alone just to give us the best they can.

I really miss those wonderful days.. those days when one movie in the nearby single screen theater meant a lot to me.. those days when I used to wait eagerly for my birthday to get those amazing gifts from my friends and relatives.. be it just a pencil box or a sketch pen set.. those days when I used to enjoy those small rides in a small fair.. and those days when I used to hold the hands of my mom and dad firmly while crossing even a narrow and traffic free road..

I miss those days when I used to live and live freely!