Love is a beautiful feeling. Isn’t it? Be it for your mother or your special someone…it has different shades to it. Being in love is like being in a paradise but is it a troubled paradise or not is upto us. People say it is the best feeling one can ever have but it could be the opposite too… After every rain, the sun shines and after every day there is night. Love for someone can never be the same. It changes with time. It is never constant. You may never feel the same for a person for a long time. You may either end up loving them more with every passing day or it would gradually fade away with time.
Love has the power to make you and to break you. It can fill your world with colours of passion and happiness or it can drown you to the deepest core leaving you gloomy and hopeless. When affection towards someone fills you with a blast of positivity, hope and security you do not even expect in your wildest dreams the ray of love vanishing. Even the thought of not having them in future sends chills down your spine. Forget reality, you would not even want it as a nightmare. Isn’t it?
You must be thinking I am a girl with a broken heart who has recently gone through a terrible breakup and I am here to cry my heart out. But let me tell you…YOU ARE WRONG! Yes, I did suffer from a lost relationship but the person was not my boyfriend or my crush, he was my brother. One whom I loved a lot. He was my human diary (I guess this explains it all). We guys were very very close and then one fine day, he got married. I knew that the bond would remain untouched and his priorities would change. Somehow, I was prepared for it.
But I had little idea that things would change so fast. Earlier, we were inseparable. Talking daily was not a routine but it was a necessity. A necessity that demanded love and care. It was when he got married that equations changed. One fine day, without any explanations, he kicked me out of his life. I wasn’t prepared for this scenario. I made efforts on my part but he remained unaffected. Gradually, I accepted it. Though I used to miss him terribly, I knew, I couldn’t share it with anyone.
16th April 2017, was the last time he talked to me over phone and since then, I guess he never bothered. Let alone a phone call, I did not even receive a text message! It took time and I came out of it. I have lost all hope that things would get back to way they were. It’s 22nd July 2017 today. It has been 3 months and 4 days since I have heard his voice.
My phone rang today. It was him. I couldn’t receive it the first time but I did the second time. It took a few moments for me to digest that it was his number…it was him calling. I couldn’t feel anything. It was like as if all those emotions within me were dead…buried deep…so deep that it couldn’t be awakened. We talked for a few minutes and I knew that the bond had lost its warmth…it wasn’t like before.
When I said “bye”, he said “bye” but I could sense that expectation in his voice that I would pull his leg and things would bounce back. I knew it would not happen from my side this time. The abrupt cut off had me vulnerable. It had made me weak…but know when I think about it, I feel it has made me strong. Stronger than before.
Love has the power…It is powerful enough to make you and break you. Believe me, when it breaks you, it hits you hard…very hard and it makes you back stronger than before only if you decide to face it.