Why Is It That...

Why is it that.....life always changes its questions when we have found the answers to the previous questions? Why is it that we look for answers whose questions we don't know? Why is it that answers to even the most obvious questions are so dreadful? Why is it that we fear answers to certain questions but in heart of hearts we want to know the answers? Why is it that we fear asking questions to that one person from whom we desperately want an answer?Why is it that, that one person never asks us "the question" whose answer we have rehersed time n again in the bathroom? Why is it that, that one person never realizes that he has to ask "something" n we have to answer "something"? Why is that when we finally muster up the courage to finally ask "something" .....he says....."I'm a bit busy can we talk later"? Why is it then day in day out u wait for that one fone call? Why is it that u r filled with 1 million joules of energy wen that name flashes on the cell phone screen? Why is it that with every ring, u hope its him,with every msg u hope its his? Why is it that if the call or msg wasnt his ,u lose 2 million joules of energy?? Why is it that one HI and BYE is more important than another 10 million HI's n BYE's? Why is it that he always forgets to call u n u call him?Why is that when u finally go to "tell" him,he asks you how girls like to be "asked" and u r on top of the world"? Why is it that after this u wait for the "question" but you just dont get to "answer" it? Why is that when again u decide to ask the "question" yourself to him, you find him saying "Do u feel the way i do for u?" and you reach cloud nine? Why is that you go numb answering this "question" although you have rehersed the "answer" like an Ocsar speech?Why is it that you finally manage to open you mouth to "answer" and u come to know that this "question" has to be "answered" by someone else? Why is it that he "asks" you but wants the "answer" from someone else? Why is it that he asks u if SHE will give the "answer" that he wants? Why is it that SHE gives the "answer" to his "question" the way he wanted? Why is it that he asks u to come and meet her? Why is it that you go with your best friend and squeeze her hand till she shouts in pain when u see THEM holding hands? Why is it that he colud never see the pain,the tears,the feelings,the undying love that u had for him? Why is it that, he-the one who could once read your eyes,could hear you when u were silent can't see ur eyes shouting? Why is it that he takes this "silence" as your approval of HER? Why is it u have such a big heart that u can see HIM with HER n being happy about THEM? Why is it u r genuinely happy for THEM n not just pretending like what ur friends feel u r doing?Why is it that he goes on and on takling about HER? Why is it that he doesnt realize your eyes drifting away from his when he talks about "HER"?Why is it that he cant make out your fake smile when he talks about HER? Why is it that he "asks" you if he should start talking to her and apologize ot HER if THEY have fought? Why is it that u hav such a big heart and always get THEM together......immaterial of the heartache u go through?? Why is it that he, years later wants u to be HER maid of honour? Why is it that he names his first kid on you? Why is it that u then realize that he always wanted to ASK YOU that QUESTION but did not.....fearing that he would lose you if you didnt "answer" him the way he wanted!! Why is it that this was why your opinion always mattered to him? Why is it that YOU could never read HIS eyes? Why is it that some relations get so complicated and they then cease to have a name??Why is it that both of you realize this when its too late......and u r with ur husband and he with HER ......and u still wonder "IT COULD HAVE BEEN US!!!!!"Why is it that there is no Z after this Y.................... wish there was something after every WHY. Wish there was someONE after every WHY.

In the loving memory of my fourth anniversary of futility!!!

I had posted this earlier... but felt like posting again, so posted again(Ah! The advantages of having your own blog!!) And, yeah.. it's not inspired from Kuch Kuch Hota Hain!

Love is Blind

Love is blind. And deaf . Probably mute too. Mentally handicapped as well. This is my observation... first hand as well as observed. In 12th std, I tried to decode the way guys behave/think/function in my "Y Chromosome Theory". I expected to win a Nobel Prize for the path breaking service I did to the 3 billion women on Earth, but nothing of that sort happened. So no more Nobel Peace Prize for me. Looking forward to the Nobel Prize for Literature!!!! Just hoping that the level of the Nobel Prize panel degrades when my book comes out!

OK, I'm sorry for the discourse. I wanted to talk about LOVE. When we entered teens, love was a mystery we were looking forward to decrypt. When we are exiting teens, we're still baffled by this yet unsolved mystery and have no more guts nor the ATP in our worn out cells to continue with the decryption procedure. But there's still something about love that keeps us coming back to it. Kinda analogue to cocaine. But more lethal. When we were kids, we just wanted to grow up, and fall in love, ignorant of the fact that wounded knees hurt much less than wounded (smashed/butchered/broken to nano pieces etc) hearts!!

Love is magical. No two thoughts about it.But only for the time it lasts. After it's all over... life is hell! Especially if you're one of the sentimental fools who takes 2 light years to get over people. Here's a low down on how people can fall out of love.

Falling in love is easy. Falling out takes the life out of your soul. But it's not impossible.(it's not Don na! OK, apologies for the joke!!) One needs to really want to come out of that hell hole and be mentally strong throughout the process and have a really really good set of friends who will not let you fall. This friends part is really important because they keep in check all the withdrawal symptoms and their blackmailing (read: Taking out the phone and threatening you that they'd call up your love interest and tell him/her about your feelings for him/her.... in case he/she doesn't know about it already. Trust me it works). But the most important thing is to really feel and MEAN from inside when you say that you actually had it enough and want to get over him/her. Once your resolve is strong, everything will take its own course automatically.

One thing that one does in love is to give in to what your love says. No questions asked. You just do it, even if it's hard on your self respect. The thing is that, we do it, only because there's no time nor the inclination to THINK when the thing happens!!! It just happens ..... kind of an involuntary action. The outcome of this is that we start hating ourselves after everything's over. For neglecting our self respect for a person who probably didn't even bother to care. The I-hate-myself part is the toughest. And it's not right... why hate yourself for something that you did which was right to you? You did it, and now if you are feeling bad, just chuck it out of your grey cells. After all, you can't hate yourself.... you have to live with yourself for your entire life, whereas life with that one person is as uncertain as Deepika Padukone's affairs. Love yourself, it's YOU after all!!! And just think about this... when you were in love..... how many times did you have the time to love and think about yourself.... isn't that a crime on your part not to love YOURSELF.... someone who's the only person who's the closest to you?? (Kinda abstract idea!) Just look into the mirror once and muse over the person you've become after "love" happened and the person you were before that. It'll be motivation enough!

Looking at the amount of sermons I've been giving in the past few days, I think, I can make money out of it by putting it in a book and selling it (See, I still haven't given up on my Nobel Prize dream). I've thougt of the name as well: How To Get Over and How To Get Back With People (It's also about how you can get back with your love!!!) but the thing is that you don't need to be an Einstein to figure it out. Love hampers your thinking abilities. The minute you're out of it, you'll have all the wisdom on Earth to deliver sermons on how you did it, write blog posts, penning down books etc etc...!! Yeh ishq nahi aasan.... but if you're one of the lucky ones for whom it is.... there's nothing like it!!!

They say love is blind. Agreed. But then, why is lingerie so popular????!!!! Think about it!!

Why.........??

Why is it that.....life always changes its questions when we have found the answers to the previous questions? Why is it that we look for answers whose questions we dont know? Why is it that answers to even the most obvious questions are so dreadful? Why is it that we fear answers to certain questions but in heart of hearts we want to know the answers? Why is it that we fear asking questions to that one person from whom we desperately want an answer?Why is it that, that one person never asks us "the question" whose answer we have rehersed time n again in the bathroom? Why is it that, that one person never realizes that he has to ask "something" n we have to answer "something".why is that when we finally muster up the courage to finally ask "something" .....he says....."I'm a bit busy can we talk later"?Why is it then day in day out u wait for that one fone call? Why is it that u r filled with 1 million joules of energy wen that name flashes oon the cell phone screen? Why is it that with every ring, u hope its him,with every msg u hope its his? Why is it that if the call or msg wasnt his ,u lose 2 million joules of energy?? Why is it that one HI and BYE is more important than another 10 million HI's n BYE's? Why is it that he always forgets to call u n u call him?Why is that when u finally go to "tell" him,he asks you how girls like to be "asked" and u r on top of the world"? Why is it that after this u wait for the "question" but you just dont get to "answer" it? Why is that when again u decide to ask the "question" yourself to him, you find him saying "Do u feel the way i do for u?" and you reach cloud nine? Why is that you go numb answering this "question" although you have rehersed the "answer" like an Ocsar speech?Why is it that you finally manage to open you mouth to "answer" and u come to know that this "question" has to be "answered" by someone else? Why is it that he "asks" you but wants the "answer" from someone else? Why is it that he asks u if SHE will give the "answer" that he wants? Why is it that SHE gives the "answer" to his "question" the way he wanted? Why is it that he asks u to come and meet her? Why is it that you go with your best friend and squeeze her hand till she shouts in pain when u see THEM holding hands? Why is it that he colud never see the pain,the tears,the feelings,the undying love that u had for him? Why is it that, he-the one who could once read your eyes,could hear you when u didnt open ur mouth can't see ur eyes shouting? Why is it that he cant understand ur silence? Why is it that he takes this "silence" as your approval of HER? Why is it that you r happy within ur heart to see him happy with HER? Why is it u have such a big heart that u can see HIM with HER n being happy about THEM? Why is it u r genuinely happy for THEM n not just pretending like what ur friends feel u r doing?Why is it that he goes on and on takling about HER? Why is it that he doesnt realize your eyes drifting away from his when he talks about "HER"?Why is it that he cant make out your fake smile when he talks about HER? Why is it that he "asks" you if he should start talking to her and apologize ot HER if THEY have fought? Why is it that u hav such a big heart and always get THEM together......immaterial of the heartache u go through?? Why is it Why is it that he, years later wants u to be HER maid of honour? Why is it that he names his first kid on you? Why is it that u then realize that he always wanted to ASK YOU that QUESTION but did not.....fearing that he would lose you if you didnt "answer" him the way he wanted!! Why is it that this was why your opinion always mattered to him? Why is it that YOU could never read HIS eyes? Why is it that some relations get so complicated and they then cease to have a name??Why is it that both of you realize this when its too late......and u r with ur husband and he with HER ......and u still wonder "IT COULD HAVE BEEN US!!!!!"
Why is it that there is no Z after this Y.................... wish there was something after every WHY. Wish there was someONE after every WHY.