LOVE

My friends hate her. And they get more agitated when I defend her. “She betrayed you.” “ She played with your feelings.” “ She cannot be trusted.” Their perception of her is of someone who is my enemy number 1.

I defend her all the time. Sometimes it even makes me wonder why? Everything that my friends say did happen. Then why am I so protective of her? If I let my head rule my heart, will I see her like my friends do?

So one day I put her in the witness box and let my head prosecute her. And every time I did that my heart would come up with a brilliant defense. After a while I simply ended this futile exercise. I understood there was no way my head could win over my heart.

I remember one of my friends asking me a few days later-“ What were you thinking Rajiv when you fell in love with her?”. My answer surprised me too.

“ I wasn’t thinking at all.” –I said.

We continued drinking but my mind was busy trying to find the source of this answer. In the last three years most of my conversation about her has happened within me. For after a point my friends understood that she was not a topic to be discussed with me.

“ It’s a waste of energy, waste of time, too many words…” – They said.

The answer to my answer came to me many days later. It was simple. And I felt a tear smiling in my eyes.

“ She is my purest expression of love.” I gave words to my thought. “ As pure as I was before my umbilical cord was cut off.”

I found myself smiling in a mall. My uncle wanted to see the new house I had bought and I was waiting for him there.

“ She doesn’t even remember you.” – A friend had said to me a couple of days earlier.

“ Love and memory are two different things.” – I had replied.

And frankly it doesn’t bother me if she remembers me at all. After all she is human and not my PC!