Love has never been underrated; on the contrary it’s highly over rated. I was watching the Keira Knightley starrer “pride and prejudice” one of Austen’s popular works. There was this scene where Charlotte, Elizabeth’s best friend comes to her and reveals that she is going to marry Mr. Collins. On the various accounts that Elizabeth has encountered with the amicable Mr. Collins she has arrived to the definite conclusion that he was a man who is bound to make a fool of himself wherever he goes. An astounded Elizabeth was at a loss of words at the confession. To her, it was a ludicrous decision, for which charlotte solemnly says “Not all of us can afford to be romantic, now can we?” And bam! That hit me hard because it was true. The fact that this 18th century story has been able to have had a strand of familiarity with this era’s young women is in fact pretty remarkable. People have been facing the same situations over and over again but at different levels. It is very true that all of us cannot afford to be romantic, Or can we? Some can’t because they have set boundaries for themselves or they are expected to stay in boundaries drawn by class, religion, caste and creed. Now let me just focus on a particular group, let’s say the Indian society, where arranged marriages are being practised quite commonly. A society where I have seen my peers jump into relationships saying that they are in love when it’s pretty obvious that they don’t know a thing about each other. They don’t have levels in relationship, it is like- I see you, you’re good, now I love you. I think they should start with “hey! I like you, would you like to go on a date with me?” I know it sounds way western-ish, but if you want to change your ways at least do it properly. A society which was bound by forced and arranged marriages has now loosened its grip, letting people do things that were not encouraged before, not to a great extent maybe but better than before. If you want to rebel and revolt against the traditional customs, then there is a lot of thinking to be put through for paving way for a new life style.
Indian cinema has messed up my mind, I state this without doubt because they have etched this idea in my mind that the rich guy either ends up with a poor girl and vice versa or characters who are poles apart actually hit it off. Since then I have decided that love; to be specific, true love is like the ones the movies and serials depict where it is all over-dramatic and quintessential. It went too far that I did not believe when people told me that theirs was an eternal love, because my first question would be “Is he your caste? Is he rich? Is he handsome?” and if it’s a yes to all those questions then I would scoff at them and call their so called relationship as a “mutual benefit transaction” where love doesn’t matter since your mummy and papa are alright with it. You didn’t elope, you didn’t make great speeches about your love and you didn’t try hard to be together like in the movies! They say “We were made for each other”, I say “Nope! You both are fit for each other.”
Finally what I’m trying to say is, I don’t know, I really don’t know what love is.