We use the phrase falling in love. Not often do we say ‘being in love’. We say – you fell in love, “I think I’ve fallen in love with her”. I’ve been left wondering how that particular expression came into existence. Falling is a term we use to describe a negative situation. The prices of my shares fell in the stock market. I fell from the tree. ouch.
Well maybe I experienced a bit of falling myself. And I realized that the phrase falling in love deserved a definition of my own; for I believe, we fall only to rise up stronger. So it’s falling in love; because unless you magnificently succeed in your first impression to the person who you want to impress, you fail and learn what you did wrong, and how it could be done better the next time.
So let’s say you failed to create an impression. And you left the person wondering if you were even close to the person they would want to be with. They have two options left in front of them. Either they tell it your face which is difficult for them, but will eventually make it easier for you; or the easier option for them is to just let it slide, and ignore your existence; because indeed they do not want to hurt your feelings. You see that’s the worst kind, the one which goes close to smothering the person being denied of affection and attention. The best thing you can do if you want to convey to someone who likes you that you don’t like them in the same way would be to just say it straight away. Yes of course it might hurt them. But the temporary pain of the sting is definitely better than the slow poison of hope that you make them consume each time they feel that you might give them another chance. Every time you look at them, even accidentally, they feel like you earn their attention. Every time you speak to them they believe you don’t want to let them go. And popping up every now and then to remind them of your existence and at the same time let your action scream out the fact that you do not care enough about them to love them back, these people deserve the darkest depths of hell.
Yes it’s not Utopia. Not everybody fits with everyone else like a jigsaw. There are differences. Sometimes enough differences so that you can weigh the good against the bad and you believe you can compromise and not dwell on the bad because the good is worth fighting for. Sometimes the differences may be too much, Conflict of principles. Difference in thinking. Sometimes it’s difficult to overlook all of it. To be fair it’s not falling in love with the wrong person that will gift you disappointment, it’s the falsities you believed would materialize with the person you fell in love with that kills you.
We all love to dream. Dreams are often born out of boredom and overthinking. People believe that dreams are thoughts and desires of the dreamer buried deep within his conscience. We dream when we are not engaged with anything else. We dream when we sleep. We dream when we are sitting on the bank of a river. We dream when we are forced to attend a boring class. They say an idle mind is the devil’s workshop. While there is nothing satanic about being in love, the ideas we bring up surely would fall in line with that. Imagining yourself in situations that could possibly never exist. One second you look at the person, the next moment you find yourself trying to pick names for children you both will have in the future, leaving Bill Gates and Elon Musk envying your vision. Surely it’s more difficult to engineer an entire life with a person than sending a car into space? I’d say so.
So she said no. Big deal. It’s not the end. There could only possibly be three outcomes for this situations. Either you go into a reflection mode, where you look at whatever you did and everything you said in retrospective, only to conclude that you have indeed not been good enough for her to accept who you are. Acceptance is what we all yearn. Humans are social, no sane man would be capable of leading solo life detached from all kinds of life, and acceptance is a core feature hardwired into the system of society. If it’s not self-reflection, you become vengeful. While the former is a likely agent of self induction of pain, a slow train to the gloomy station of depression. Being vengeful is something absolutely different. You start believing that the person was wrong to say no to you and you would do anything to prove to them that you were not worth losing. For a person who’s not cynical, would rather benefit from this approach. The vengeful nature can fuel the desire to do things better, to try more, to explore more and risk more to obtain a productive change that could make the person stronger. But the thought behind the third approach which is neutrality, questions everything else. Is it really worth crying over someone who is not able to see the good within you? Is it worth making an effort to change who you are just because one person didn’t like you for what you are? The neutral approach pushes the impulsive responses off the ledge, as it offers a better sense of practicality. So she said no. Does it matter? I don’t care there’s always someone else who will appreciate me better.
It’s actually a battle between dwelling on and moving on. Being depressed or being vengeful, it’s like a treadmill in the gym. You seem to be walking, running away from the problem, but you are actually stuck at the same point. If you want to really get away from it, step out of the treadmill, do not change your approach change your cause. This is just like the example of apples the psychiatrists like to use. There’s one green apple you’d love to eat more than the red apples which are equally good placed in the same basket. But unfortunately, the green apple goes bad because of some reason. Now the question is would you be willing to throw the green apple away and save the red apples from going bad as well; or would you rather choose to be obsessed with the green apple and try to save it some way while ignoring the other apples, which could eventually go bad. We have people around us who care about us who do put in a lot of effort to make our lives better, in return they ask only for our love and care. It would be unfair to them if we ignored their efforts just so that we can hang onto something which was never worth our time anyway.
So what does this conclude? Is it wrong to fall in love? Absolutely not. It’s important that we experience the feeling of love, and also build up the courage to admit it. But is it important to have our priorities sorted. Totally. We all have a duty to fulfill, we have the ticket to our purpose. Maybe it’s not worth sacrificing the ticket to a journey of experiences filled with anxiety and curiosity in copious amounts, for a small moment of denial.
Image : Love space – Scott Brian Woods
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