Un-Love : The Origin

So that's just sums up the topic about hate. But today's topic is not about hate. It's about something else. It's about the ability to un-love. Yes, un-love. No, not the the kind that you have your heart broken by infidelity and having to split half your hard earned moolah during the divorce. This is something much more subtle. I'm talking about the fine lines between flaming infatuation, passionate lust and ardent love. There's actually two parts of this; the first being the process of falling in 'love' and the second, what do you do when the feeling's not mutual between two parties. Forgive my ignorance if I contradict the perception of love with the ones that you hold. Forgive me again if the way I express myself in this topic is not as much as clear as a crystal mirror. I try. And considering this my first attempt at exposing my inner thoughts on love, I guess I'm entitled to some lenient judging. On with the show then.

I've read a fair deal on love. I'm sure most of us have and most of us are familiar with the all so popular feeling of falling head over heels over someone. The feeling of someone to hold and to share your ups and down, to feel emotionally secured, the warmth of being cared for, etc etc. And I'm also certain that the familiarity of the downsides of a relationship is also very much evident. The critics of how men are pigs and how women are cold cruel creatures can only reflect on one's depressing past experiences. We as humans in general are emotional creatures. Having state the obvious fact, like any other creatures of the Earth, we are built with self defence mechanisms when threatened. Moths camouflage themselves, frogs secrete deadly fluids, birds take flight. Us humans when threatened physically become hyper aware of our surroundings ready to fight to survive. But unlike insects, amphibians or reptilians, we have emotions. Sometimes I really do think that this gift is more suited to be labeled a curse. So being emotional beings, what do we do when we're emotionally threatened? We ingest ice cream. Tubs of it. Over a period of time. Until our bellies are the size of Mars and finally die of a heart failure at which emotions become irrelevant and thus putting us out of the potential dangers of being emotionally hurt.

Unless you're born with Haagen Daaz imprinted into your DNA that governs your appetite, then most probably the dead fat human wouldn't be you. Matter of fact is that we do get defensive when emotionally threatened. All of us has a invisible shield in which we protect our heart. Be it our feelings for family, friends, lover or something dear to us, we're always alert of things being said to us or thing done in relation to us. It's not a surprise that a simple combination words can cause more pain than a bullet piercing through the heart. At the right time and right place, the right words can make or ruin a person. So we are aware of the deadly consequences and thus we are always on guard. More so if past experiences were not of the best. We become skeptical, we become doubtful, we become fake. We also realize that to be emotionally closed in this society is asking to be cast aside, to be ignored, doomed for solitude. And being social creatures that we are, being in solitude is akin to being slapped in the face and asked to perform hara-kiri.

TBC....