Rohan was imbued deep into “Linda Goodman Sunsign”, the bible of lovers, to see what actually went wrong in his relation with Smriti, because after much "deep contemplation" he had no one else to blame than the poor sparkling harmless stars. Then the post analysis with friends led to the ever known conclusion that he was never in love with her. Two days later, a sudden and incessant outburst of sad songs from room no S-33 were making the life miserable for everyone in the hostel. He diligently made a long play list in his laptop, though he never showed any sign of indulgence in making any presentation with the same machine. No one needed a second thought to know what has happened to Hemant. The vaunted love guru entered his room just to find Hemant spreading himself wider than the bed sheet. He gave him the palliative dose to cure his poignancy, just to stop this brouhaha, for the relief of rest of the masses. The last year of B.Tech in IIT was becoming more of the last year of love.
After two three and even four years of ingenuous love, the love stories were coming to an abrupt end. The college was full of gossips; everyday a new breakup story to give bon-fire to the hostel nights, obviously whisky was free that day by the protagonist, and the faithful friends to share his sorrows (or was it whisky that was more enchanting?). Everyone was talking love, love was in the air. The concepts like love at first sight, made for each other which were considered more universal than the Schrodinger wave equations, the bonding, sharing and affection stronger that the Sodium’s affinity towards water, and the trust as sacred as the concept of god (only to be felt and not seen) were all shattering.
Why is it that what students thought was love never actually was. What should happen to make it sure that it is love and not infatuation or attraction or lust or need? Is it that guitars and violins will play once you are in love, or there will be a different feeling in which everything will look nice, the angels will be seen flying around, the heart bubbles will keep on bursting here and there? Rest assured cows won’t fly, even if you are in love, its not that perspicacious. Love is not an instant process, that it will happen suddenly and things will change, it takes time. But in this fast track world the young generation doesn’t have time. They are too fast to imply the simple gestures of familiarity as signals of love (in colleges like IITs where the ratio of girls is so poor the situation becomes more vulnerable). Dating is in vogue. People change partners just to find the perfect match. As they move out of college, maybe there is someone better. After all world is such a big place, and who knows that Mr./Ms perfect is waiting outside the college. The comparison between the love lives of friends, lessons of psychology, philosophy and even astrology to make relation better are just futile efforts. What makes a relation stable is its uniqueness, because no two individuals are same, so the relation they share can’t be explained conspicuously and perspicuously by any of these study lines. The perspective may and will differ on most of the issues, that doesn’t mean that there is no compatibility, or there is no chemistry, what is needed is understanding. Respect the relation and respect the thoughts of each other, differences appear when we are unable to understand the rationale behind the thinking of the other person. Expect no miracle to happen in love, but believe in magic of love. The magic will be felt only if the hunt for the better will stop, when there will be sense of belongingness, each thing done for the other will give more pleasure than things done for yourself. Answer to “if you are in love?” lies not in the socially acclaimed signals or theories, but in the inner satisfaction that you derive out of you own inimitable relation. Love is not a scientific fact, but a value laden thesis, take time, be loyal, be emotional and take good care of those you love.