LOVE... OR SOMETHING LIKE IT

I think people have this whole concept of "love" and "relationship" pretty messed up.. I venture the risk of making this dangerous statement for the simple reason that when I ask someone why he/she is in a relationship, I don't seem to be getting any convincing reasons.. And then there are people who want to be in a relationship for the funny(tragic???) reason of "I want someone in my life"... HHEELOOOO!!!! Are you living in an island? Mars? Dont you have people around you? Friends, colleagues, family, etc.. Are they not people? What a reason!! I want someone in my life cause I'm lonely..
Should it not be I want someone in my life because I have so much love to give.. I want to meet someone who just completes me and who makes that love worth sharing, makes my life worth sharing?? I think one should fall in love for the reason of love itself.. Love me for a reason.. and let the reason be love.. Now thats what I call true love..
And then there are takes on how that love should be.. Ohmygod!! they are so cute together.. He calls her up every hour to tell her what he ate,drank, whom he talked to.. EXCUSE ME!!!! Is that radio collar a valentine's gift?? Met a PYT the other day who said - "My BF (can't even say boyfriend!!) loves me ssssooooo much.. If I don't call him up the moment I wake up, he gets very upset!!".. Aww!! How sweet.. Isn't it just lovely that her BEE-EFF is an insecure psycho straight out of Sleeping with the Enemy?!
I may be sounding cynical or perhaps you're thinking "oh-what-does-he-know".. Ya.. What do I know?? I must confess that I've had my share of failed relationships.. So probably I do do not know jackshit about love or how a relationship should work... Or maybe the relationships failed because I do know.. Yes.. Thats it.. I do know.. That when I love.. It shall be forever.. It shall be with passion.. Intense and strong.. With all my heart.. With my soul.. A pure,almost spiritual, radio-collar less love.. When.. I do not know.. How.. I do know.. With whom.. I do not know.. Why... I do know..

Every worldy ambition accepts defeat.
I want to be: her wounded soul, her uncried tears,
her broken heart, her nameless fears
her stifled breath, her wasted years.

I want to absorb, I want to drain
From her life, her every pain.

That every night she quietly cried,
that every moment she couldn't decide,
that every time she could not hide,
that every prayer that death defied.

That every blow she had to take,
that every promise she could not make,
that every silence for love's sake,
that every moment when dreams break.

Where reason ends, life begins,
She is - the wind beneath my wings,
She is the voice I touch and see,
My unfounded dream, my reality.

She is the flower never out of bloom
The ray of light in this darkened doom.

And this world is but the ground beneath her feet.

Time - You old gypsy man..

This is dedicated to all those who feel life and time is just passing them by. I feel that at times, when I just want to rush and hold time in the palm of my hand or close it tightly within a fist.. I especially have this urge when its a windy day and I'm walking on a deserted street with a friend.. Talking, chatting or just simply being. How I wish that time like that would just stop dead in its tracks..

The great Gulzar captured in words so beautifully (hardly a surprise now, is it?) the above feeling -

Dil dhoondta hai, phir wohi fursat ke raat din
baithe rahe tasavvur-e-jaana kiye hue

Jaadon ki narm dhoop aur aangan mein let kar
aakhon pe kheench kar tere aanchal ke saaye ko
aundhe kabhi, kabhi karvat liye hue

Barfeeli sardiyon mein kisi bhi pahaad par
vaadi mein goonjti hui khamoshiyan sunein
aakhon mein bheege bheege se lamhe liye hue