Everybody has fancies, and I’m not talking about sexual fantasies. I am talking about love, romance, etc. I was rewatching Sex and The City’s last episode of sixth season a few days back. If you’ve watched it, let me refresh your memory; if you haven’t then this would give you a glimpse into the scene. Carrie has been dating a Russian (I forgot his name), who took her to Paris to live with him. Carrie, the ever love-searcher, joined him in the hopes of finally enjoying the kind of love that she wanted. Her ex-bf had left her because he was going to another country, so being invited to join her present bf was a big deal for her. Her friends raised concerns but she was determined to live her fairy tale. However, when she reached Paris, her bf’s devotion to his career left no time for him to spend with Carrie. She found herself alone in the city where people go to find love. Finally, when she couldn’t take it anymore, she confronted her bf. The way she expressed the kind of love that she was looking for was in sync with my own definition,
I’m looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love. – Carrie Bradshaw, Sex and the City
When I was reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, the hell that Mr.Darcy went through until he confessed his feelings to Lizzy has been another benchmark of love for me.
Today, however, people are more inclined towards a convenient love. When they change their geographical location, they change their lover because it’s not logical keeping somebody in heart if they are inaccessible. As much as technology has made it easier for us to be in touch with each other, people have lost their will to really invest in keeping their feelings alive. Well, nobody has time and energy to invest in “non-profitable” commitments. They would invest hours touching base with their offshore counterparts or clients who are in a different location without thinking twice because that’s where they see the monetary benefit. But when it comes to giving some time to the person who loves you or whom you love, we have no time.
Let’s face it, in the success and money hungry world, it may seem that love has gone at the bottom of the priority list. I used the word “seem” because that’s far from the truth. While the majority is running behind making a name of themselves in a world that changes every second, there are many who are following their heart’s desire. I, like Carrie Bradshaw, have been a worshipper of a love that’s inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other kind of love.
If a person is showering me with love and care because he is around, he may or may not be in love with me. What matters is what happens to that love when distance comes in between. More importantly, what does my love choose between being closer to me and being away from me for the sake of money? You may become Bill Gates or any of his equivalent but if you don’t have an ever-consuming love in your life, then when your time is up in the world, all you’ll have is money in your account. Your soul and heart would remain restless.
Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever. – Rabindranath Tagore