Abhishek Shukla

Love Story

Word Count: 955

Love!

A flaring torch in a dense dark freezing night.
A moment of truth in a weary pretentious life.
A wild squirrel’s play in an excessively guarded park.
A moment of originality in an unimaginative character arc.

Love!

A romantic desire of a practical mind.
A magical experience, one of its kind.
A perfect note after years of Riyaaz.
A shot of fine whisky, preferably Chivas.

Love!

The seed of humane existence.
Beyond and above concupiscence.
Worth fighting all resistance.
Every beating heart’s insistence.

Love!

The greatest of all inspirations. The finest of all values. The strongest of all motives.

Love!

Philia, Eros, Philautia, Xenia, Agape.
Kama, Shringara, Maitri, Karuna, Bhakti.
Prēma, Ishq, Kātal, Bhālabāsā, Snēhaṁ.

Love!

Fragrance of a thousand roses, touch of the finest silk, sound of whistling mockingbirds.

Love, love, love!

The beginning and the end! The vessel and the poured! The seeker and the sought!

Love! All encompassing, enchanting, engrossing, Love.

What a wonderful feeling it is, Love. And yet we talk so little about love. Days, months, sometimes year pass, and we keep forgetting to talk about love. Those who’ve never loved talk about the lack of it, those who have, talk about their experience, but rarely anyone talks just about love. And that, when everyone has either been in love or wants to be in love.

I understand, it’s difficult. After all, one can only try to place their experience in words, to capture the infinite in the limited, to capture essence through tangible means. That’s why we knit and tell stories. We tell stories to recreate that which cannot be destroyed. We attempt to tap the limitless experience as a series of events. We tell stories so that you too can feel it, live it, and re-live it.

After all, what’s there to life, without love. And what's there to tell, if not love stories.


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