Saturday, 9 November 2013

The Love Thingy



After the SRC cooking competition as part of its week celebration, Jessica, a fresher approached George and painfully uttered out... “Have you ever felt so much pain that, when you smile, the smile doesn’t appear?” George’s mind travelled and came back at the speed of light. He didn’t know what to say to her.  He’s never thought of that and probably it’s never occurred to him. He asked why and she said that’s what James, George’s roomie is doing to her.

“If music be the food of love, play on,

Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,

The appetite may sicken, and so die.”

― William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night
 
Nothing hurts than being in love with one and not getting back that love. Lil Wayne lied when he sang “No love lost, no love found.” Most people lose love on numerous occasions and find zilch; well their lesson notes on Love keeps piling up. Notes of poignant anguish brewing in distilled regrets of ever finding and wanting to love.  
She met James, a handsome, humor-driven young man when she came to pick up her Hall’s souvenirs as a fresher. She knew she had to have him. She was madly in love. Jessica broke up with his boyfriend after meeting James. She thought if she allows James to know she loves him, he won’t hesitate to date her. A hapless Jessica had James not picking her calls, not returning them and finding excuses whenever he got questioned. She knew it will never come right but she ignored the warning signs.
James had other plans; he had other tastes and preferences. Lucky for him he’s found love at the Fashion department. The girl loved him too. He saw Jessica as a corroboree whenever she called or paid him visits. His sights of her were accompanied with despair.
Upset and depressed as she feels, Jessica now finds truth in the avoider gospel. She said to herself never to call or pay visits whiles battling this painful “he loves me not” disease.  Scarcity is now her favorite lesson in her distance course. Apparently, it’s one of those “unrequited love” episodes.

“...unrequited love does not die; it's only beaten down to a secret place where it hides, curled and wounded. For some unfortunates, it turns bitter and mean, and those who come after pay the price for the hurt done by the one who came before.”

― Elle Newmark, The Book of Unholy Mischief