The night when she came

It has been said that sometimes in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives you a fairy tale. And for the rest of us there always is alcohol.  So on one of those days when the latter had served me well, I was on my rooftop, the world spinning (no, I mean literally) as usual as it does on Friday nights, I was pondering over why my country is in such a bad shape, why the rupee is falling faster than our moral values and why the hell is Ben Affleck the new batman. I was thinking about her as well, but I don’t think I need to mention that, after all I think about her all the time. And then suddenly I felt someone’s presence at my side and a chill went down my spine. Now I’m not a believer in ghosts but let’s face it, its 1’o clock in the morning. So I turn around and find someone who’s not a ghost but can only be the stuff of a legend.

It’ll be wise to describe the girl who was standing next to me for I couldn't go ahead without doing so. She was..... well she was unlike anything I've ever seen, Infinite amber eyes, raven hair, perfect build, petite and yet so full of luscious curves, with a mischievous smile that could ignite passion even in a dead body. She looked at me and found myself staring at her and said in a voice that could only belong to a goddess- hey, nice weather up here, no. Nice to meet you, people call me love.

Now in spite of my obviously intoxicated state, I could not believe her. A beautiful girl who claims to be love herself!!! And she picked hell of a day to come talk to me. I wanted to tell her- girl, go home, I’m in no condition to talk but instead i just stared at her more. But she didn't seem affected by my gaze at all. If anything she found it interesting. She said to me again – you look troubled.

Troubled you say- I shouted in a voice louder than I had intended to, you would know all about it, right? After all it’s you who’s causing all this suffering.

Me?  But what have I done? She said batting her eyelashes at me. Yes she definitely was enjoying this. And damn, it was hard to shout at this girl.

Before i could have answered, she spoke again. Let me guess; you love a girl, but your love is unrequited. You try and try but couldn't convince her. Now you couldn't think of anything but her and your life is a mess. You may also have tried indulging in stuff like booze and smoke to give me momentous escape. And finally you stand here alone because you can’t sleep. And now you blame me. Tell me, this is all your doing, you have brought this upon yourself. Why do I get blamed?

I was shocked. What is wrong with this girl, why is she taking my case in the middle of the night? i mean yes, she is beautiful, but that doesn't give her right to shout at me, or does it .But i managed to say- but you are love. Isn't the whole idea of love is to make life happy not miserable as it normally does. Don’t you owe anything to the generations of lovers who have destroyed their lives in your pursuit?

Well I don’t think I owe anything to anyone. And had they known me, they would not have destroyed their lives. Only people who think they love can do something like that because people who really are in love know that love should bring out the best in you. Remember this thing my boy, the purpose of love is not to find the meaning of life, the purpose of life is to find the meaning of love. And the day you’ll find the meaning of love will be the day you stop complaining. And the day you’ll truly be in love, you’ll just know it. You wouldn't need anyone telling you so.

and she's smart as well- i thought to myself. beautiful and smart, where are these creatures when you go looking. but coming back to the point, i asked-

So that means all those people are not in love. They just think they are?

Sadly yes, this is the case. The love they describe is a mixture of variety of emotions like Infatuation, lust, mono phobia and a lot of other things. The most important thing about love is it’s never complete till it’s reciprocated. And unless it has not been reciprocated, it’s not true love.  True love is something that grows between the union of two hearts and then never stops.

now, i thought,she is wandering into uncharted waters. maybe she doesn't know it all. so i asked her- and what if the other person never reciprocates? Would that mean there is something wrong with my love? I mean how could you even say something like that?

so pretty lady i have you cornered... lets see what you have to say now- i thought to myself,delighted.

Love, my buoy, is very intoxicating(oh how nice it sounds when she calls me that, i think she likes me as well) . It is almost impossible to be touched by love and not get affected by it. Too often we underestimate the power of a comforting word, the strength of a helping hand, the potential of a hug. Just know this, you might be too young to understand this just now, but true love never wears off. And one more thing, just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean that they don’t love you with all they have.

Hey, wait a minute, that’s not even your original line. i read that on Google last week. some guy said that years ago. (got you finally... smarty pants)

And who do you think have told this guy in the first place, It was me- She said (with an expression that read- duh............ man this girl is not letting go at all)

So this is your solution to the problem. Love them and keep your mouth shut.

No, i never said that. But as i said earlier, love is all about finding the best in you. And usually people are best at suffering. So when they think they are in love they begin a vicious cycle of punishing themselves with various levels of suffering.

What else they can do? Sometimes there are no choices.

There are always choices. And your choices determine who you become. Dante took a journey to the underworld; Snape protected his lover’s son all his life and Chris martin wrote yellow for his love. The point is if you think you really are in love, then don’t be a whiner, be a man with a mission and don’t let anything not even yourself stop you. And if you ever manage to become such a lover, then you are touched by love, and once you are touched by love, nothing, absolutely nothing can stop you.

(smart, intelligent and she loves harry potter and Coldplay, man do i love this girl or what, and that was the beginning of my first(twenty) love.)

So, I said, inspired by what I've just heard from this goddess of love, i just need to forget all the pain and start trying to become something great, right?

Hold on... you want to be a writer someday, right?

Yes- I said enthusiastically.

then what i said doesn't apply to you at all, dude writers and poets are supposed to suffer. this is what brings the best in them. she said a voice that was contorted in an effort of not laughing because she saw my reaction on her last line.

Oh damn!!!

Well, she continued-I must be going now. Remember what I've told you and if anybody asks you how you got so wise(because let's face it, you don't look like you are) tell them that you have met me in person and I've told you all this.

Huh... And what if I don’t?

 dude let's see, in that case  you are a person on a roof talking to yourself in the middle of the night. The choice is yours.

I thought about it, didn't like the idea much. I turned around to say ok lady , you get your wish. But she was not there.

 I looked around. The black night sky covered everything and under this blanket the world slept peacefully, totally unaware that a boy couldn't sleep, that he’s been visited by the love herself.And for once he could see the light on the far end of the tunnel and that his life will change from that day....... hopefully.