love is in the air...emm...@ CCD :)

I firmly believe that I am good for nothing (though my last two successful stints at quizzing rebuke the same) and others accept it as a matter-of-fact.

Last night, I brooded over the topic, ‘what talents do I possibly have?’, along with one of my buddies (he too is sick of the same phobia) sitting in the canteen till the wee hours (we weren’t drunk, rather I am a teetotal, though he is a sot) just to come out with the resort (since we were feeling drowsy by then) that possibly we are good at establishing public relations, strictly not with girls (my track record shouts aloud) and making a dupe of them (if possibly they fail to dupe us).
(Though my pal tried to impose upon me that I am good at singing, but I stood my ground that I am not ;))

But I won’t devote this post speaking about ‘my scour for my hidden talents’ as I had planned to do.

Not because I realize that I am good for nothing, but because love has startled me once again like every second day.

So finally, I have decided to re-discuss L.O.V.E.

After successfully reading two books solely dedicated to the definitions of love and leafing through ‘n’ number of love stories (I have probably read all love stories, at least Indian) and watching kal ho na ho 21 times (I don’t usually watch movies, this is the only one that I reiterate every now and then), I was too sure of myself being able to answer any damn question regarding the subject, but what I realize today is that if research is required in any subject then it definitely is L.O.V.E.

Not because I have a nebulous idea, but because it has no bounds (considering dimensions, if it can be measured) and every time you find an answer, you discover another question.

I know love…the feeling…credibility of it happening at first sight…the anxiety that it brings (the anxiety not due to insecurity but distances)…and blah blah blah!!!

But, like every other day, a new question has popped up…
Suppose…you are tired like hell, what would you do???
Normal people would either rest or take a pill…

But ….eureka!!

I have invented a magic solution….

Just ask your beloved to cross by or stand somewhere you could see them or else give you a call…

Now, this is a tested solution (at least on me) and you won’t believe that the results are such that the person was found shaking a leg (not just leg…but everything) for a stupendous two hour DJ night.

Now the question arises,” what is that deserts all the weariness???”

Is love that powerful a medicine???

May be, I would spend the rest of the night pondering over this topic as I am not sleepy and the best part is, I am day-dreaming (emm…night-dreaming)…

If only you can tell me the answer to this question, I would love to transform my blog into a discussion forum (you know I won’t do it…better leave a comment stating the answer)

P.S. – believe me, love is the cure to every disease and also the biggest disease itself…

P.S. – I got to know that one of my pals of yore got a year back…love being the reason behind... (hmmm…another question…)

P.S. – if I ever end up with a year back (I won’t)…curse love, not me…

P.S. – don’t try relating things…it’s a web, even I am lost

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