Love Part- IV

This occurred to me while studying for IL (don’t know why, and don’t ask me how the paper went- let me just say, I might as well have written this blog post then itself :( ). I know the theme is getting a little boring (gauging, inter alia, by the fact that no one is commenting anymore), but well, love is so many things, what can one do (hehe..sorry! A little bit of cliché keeps the fire alive!)

I don’t know if it happens to you, but some times, at the oddest time, I feel like talking to someone about something. It is usually something very random and irrelevant at that time. It is often nothing in particular; just an urge to talk to that person. But I still want to talk, and talk right then. And I have no compunctions about waking that person up at 3 in the morning, and telling him ‘Wake up. I want to talk to you. I am bored.’ And that person actually does get up and talk to me.

The ability to say that to someone without giving it any thought... that’s the security of feeling loved. And the ability to get up without uttering one word of complaint and make conversation, that is, well, that’s stupidity :)