What’s your definition of romantic?

You exasperate me
You madden me
You vex me
You foil and thwart all my efforts to convince you and listen to me
You are so far from me that I feel even the stars in the sky are more attainable.
You are far flung due to life’s compulsions

You stay at a stone’s throw but are at the end of the rainbow .
You have become blase and have fallen out of love .
You have become cynical, mundane and disillusioned after all the turmoil we have experienced.
But
I still can’t find not a single fibre in my body which doesn’t yearn for you
I still can’t make my heart to stop loving you
I still can’t forget even a single moment we spent together.
I still can’t let go of you and my single breath not pine for you .

Is this romance ?

Why am I struggling so much ?
When it’s much easier to give up
Why am I enduring this pain on a daily basis?
When it’s much easier to get immediate relief
Why am I going through so much stress and tension?
When it’s much easier to comfort myself
Why am I turning and tossing every night ?
When it’s much easier to get a calming down effect
Why am I so depressed and always low?
When it’s more convenient to get a high by heavening out of this situation
Why am I so sad and in tears?
When it’s more convenient to be happy forever
Why am I wallowing in grief by reminiscing the past?
When it’s more convenient to leave behind all the painful footprints
Why am I in the stagnation stage of a bottomless pit for so long ?
When it’s more convenient to accept the metamorphosis long happened
Questions, questions, only questions
No answers
And I have survived one more day

Is this romance?

I was wondering what is love?
Is it the innumerable songs on love and romance we hear ?
Is it that terrible heartache when our beloved is not with us?
Is it that little voice in our head which keeps hoping against hope that ‘ yehi hei right choice baby ‘
Is it that urgency in our behaviour to step out and meet our coffee date who we hope turns out to be the ‘The One ‘ for us
Is it giving yourself unconditional to a person without expecting anything in return
Is it making one person the centre of your universe
Is it a sacrament or a contract after all
Is it pining for one person so much that you lose proportion of time
Is it that Raj Simran moment of Palat ?
Is it something which needs to culminate in a marriage to be fulfilled?
Is it that the sacrifice demanded by the family and society under the garb of caste, creed, religion ?
Is it chocolates, teddy bears, or flowers as promoted by Valentine’s day?
Is it a synonym for romance, faith, loyalty, and caring ?
Is it just all sham promoted in the name of crass commercialization
Is it something which happens only once or keeps on recurring
Is it something which time and again proved to be a Mirage
Is it like all fury no fire
Is it a Eureka moment when it comes or just a insipid feeling of compulsion
Is it in the form of romance only or can affection in any relationship be defined as love
Is it as Paul Coelho puts in the ‘Alchemist ‘ , You are the one as the whole universe conspired to help me find you
Is it possible to love someone without attachment , is love without attachment the purest form of love
Is it possession , jealousy , holding it tight or setting it free and waiting for it to come back
Is it just a play of our rampant hormones
Is it companionship , friendship, being comfortable with each other
Is it spending your life with someone with whom you will watch every sunrise with you till the sunset of your life
Is it romance, is it love, is it devotion, is it faith is it loyalty, is it intimacy, is it fondness, is it warmth, is it tenderness, or green eyed envious jealousy
Is it deep attachment, is it endearment, is it devotion, or it is adoration
Is it passion , is it adour,is it lust or is it sheer desire
Is it infatuation or enchantment, or it is plain need to control someone
I can go on and on like Celine Dion says in a song, My heart will go On and On
But the simple and undeniable truth is Love is something which goes a world go on and on, and if love didn’t exist, maybe mankind would have had to invent on