An Anonymous Broken Heart’s Pain
Some time ago, I rambled this about the concept called “love”:
How does it feel like to be in love? For that matter what is love? Is love a tangible thing or an abstract idea? Is love merely a self reinforcing feeling where liking and/or attraction become strong and turned into something inexplicable, and therefore you love? I don’t know the answer to that, but I do know this for sure: love is beyond simple physical attraction. Whatever may be its final manifestation, love germinates from an inexplicable liking to an idea, a thought about the person it is targeted at….
I am not completely closed to the idea, but I am not a believer in love stories ending in “happily ever after.” To me, there is only one thing certain about love – it can cause a lot of pain – tremendous pain. Here is a proof. I took this call on my May 13th show. The caller wanted to be anonymous. The woman he loved was getting married in India as he was speaking to me. He was struggling for words. But came from the deep and thick pain he was enduring was classic poetry. (A very well written and heart-felt kavitha).
Call him a bhagna premika, or a loser or whatever you want to call him, but take a listen and feel his pain – it is real. I wish him all the best.
Edited 5:45 PM, May 23:
Air date: May 13, 2011