In Pursuit of Love

End to a perfect day Outside the car, I wait Are we meeting as friends or is this our very first date I was puzzled what to wear I decided my trusty black shirt and messy hair Winter blossoms and winds get cold Uncertain as to what this evening might hold Then she appears, radiating as she walks Her voice so child-like when she talks I open the door and she smiles again From there on our special night begins Little anxious, I understood she was nervous Hair in a knot, legs crossed looking serene on the surface I believe my words were flattering as I described her what I thought I couldn't lie she looked gorgeous in the moonlit dark Then her pink lips turned to a familiar smile On that face, my eyes kept fixated for a while The knot opens, she lets down her hair Forgive my manners, I can’t help but stare It must have been rude, so I started stealing glances Who knew we would connect so easily, what were the chances I notice the little glint in her eyes ...

What do I really want in life? This was a question that I was asked few years back, and at that time I did not have an answer. If not all, most of us go through life without a clue of what we want. We follow the routine: School-College-Job-Marriage-Kids-Retirement. We don’t even question this routine, just like millions others, we follow this system moving thorough life aimlessly. I am not going to tell you a chestnut like you should live your life to the fullest, or seize every moment. However, if one does not have a path, he may find himself alone when he is surrounded by billions. 

Whatever happened to Love at First Sight? We must all have experienced or thought about love at first sight. There is an allure to this thought where one romanticizes of exchanging gazes with a beautiful looking girl, just like in Bollywood movies. The directors of those movies know quite well, what the audience wants, and preys on the emotion.  We are not that lucky as the protagonists of those movies. We do not eventually get the girl we fell in love with.  The first time we laid our awkward little moronic gaze. Sad but true, and thus we carry on with our gaze to find another beautiful looking figure who would be courteous enough, or hasn’t become so cynical as too not believe in love at first sight.