It’s February-the onset of spring and the month of love. How do you stay away from the object of your affection with Valentine’s day just around the corner! Trees get new leaves, flowers bloom, love stories some flourish and some in the making. Ain’t that some mushy mushy cute! And when you talk about love there’s always some happy and some sad. With love stories comes hush hush tonnes, heart throbbings and heart breaks, butterflies fly unnecessarily making your stomach churn inside out. Shakespeare did say that the course of true love never did run smooth. It has obstacles in different forms and does come in different packages, sometimes in the form of parents interfering and sometimes with your best friends intervening. But again they say love conquers all but may be love never was meant to be in the 21st century where lies, betrayals, scandals maximise and sound more romantic than frivolent humble stories where plots doesn’t just involve two but at the least three or four trifling souls. And when you try to act as a mediator you have secrets, some baked with icing on top to be gone gaga over and some half cooked better to be left in the oven to be thrown away with left overs. Strangely enough the half baked stories turn out to be the juiciest gossip in town. And with you in the midst makes you the ring master, something which should be kept safe and taken to the grave with you and you only. But what if the mediator has a story of her own to tell, who should she confide in and where she finds her solution; while the rest are left to guess what it could be when only a few lucky ones only have cues to it. Love can be enigmatic, charming, ambiguous and also dangerous and only depends on how far you are ready to put up an angelic show.
♪♪ Got a secret Can you keep it? Swear this one you’ll save Better lock it, in your pocket Taking this one to the grave If I show you then I know you Won’t tell what I said Cause two can keep a secret If one of them is dead ♪♪
Three words, eight letters, the most dangerous of all; made some lives and ruined some others. Love is life and life is full of secrets. So are you in love today? Can I help you? I promise your secrets are safe with me. Unless its just yours only! You are lucky am on my best behaviour thou.
We all have made mistakes of the heart, some speak-able and some despicable or maybe for some still in the making. There always or must have been someone in everybody’s life whom at certain point we wished never knew, a memory that never happened unless of course you are just out of a classic Walt Disney fairy tale Since childhood we have crossed paths with many other stressed out souls as us. Some become friends, some we fall in love with only to fall out of it again until we find the next right person to take our heart away and make it their business to keep it safe and sound. Half the world’s poems and sonnets would not have materialized had all been with the right person since the inception of life forms. Matters and doings of the heart is really an irony!
What is the first reaction of a person to a heart break; may that be a heart break due to a lover’s feud or a friend’s back stab? The first sign of distraught and we always start searching for the scapegoat to put all our blames on. At times totally justified and mostly unwarranted to the person meted out but then it’s not our fault for being biased as in not deciding and meting our fate on the total wrong person. It was all the fault of the heart. Even science can vouch for that! According to the scientific society, the heart is a hollow muscular organ of a somewhat conical shaped tapering towards the end and tilted towards the left portion of the body. Hollow as in the totally clueless and mindless things it does as in being befriending up the total wrong person and falling blindly in love with another such ill creed. That makes some sense perhaps. And tilted towards one side totally reads biased-ness.
There is nothing to be ashamed of having such unruly affairs of the heart. Isn’t it said that failures are the stepping stones of success. Literally to say it is all about putting a strong keel on our happy go lucky boat of life. Maybe these to-be-forgotten once in a lifetime mishappens are just a drift to direct us into the happy open arms of our Prince Charming.
Is there any of us who hates the dolphin? I guess none. We all love it, adore it. Some even go to the extent of having dreams of swimming with the dolphin. But what actually is it that takes us or actually attracts us towards this amphibian and sets it up high on a pedestal above all the other amphibians? Is it the streamlined body shape that attracts us? Well don’t all fishes have that same structure! Or is it the bulge of the trunk portion that actually makes us much closer to it? It can eat all it wants and never fear about the overwhelming tummy and the snide and sneering of the ever judging society. Have you wondered about a size zero dolphin? Imagine this.
Ok fine still adorable!
We all want to swim with the dolphins, shell a few dollars out even to do that but in society a bit bulky is like she eats like a pig perhaps. Duh!! Feed the pig on half its ration and it still will be as bulky as it always has been. Common sense or maybe genetics/ science or Gods creation, take a pick. But whichever it is dolphins are dear and pigs aren’t.
Yes of course some people do keep pigs as pet but sure as hell come any feast more than half the world would love to roast it out and have it served drippy delicious on a platter. But have you ever been served a dolphin? Try even joking about it and God bless you if you didn’t get a call from the over anxious and totally protective wild life preservation society. A friend of mine argued that dolphins’ smooth soft skin along with its mild timid soft eyes are the reason of its high soaring popularity and attractiveness. Really? Well even dogs have that eyes and about the body structure don’t they share similarities with the sharks and whales! You wouldn’t ever go swimming with the sharks or would you? That would be Steven Spielberg Jaws–my version. That too aggressive in pointing out; fine eels have smooth silky skin, have fun or dream swimming with them. Not that pleasant eh!
But whatever be it I myself don’t deny having a soft corner for the amphibian though. But whoa not swimming with them or even getting close to them, least even touching them with a single finger. My version–pets are animals and are always better kept at the zoo. You put them in your house, chain them and occasionally take them out for walks and that’s the exact same thing done at the zoo, isn’t? And better there at zoo as at least they have other animals to interact with and not just humans/creatures that walk on two feet and dress weirdly and make the pets do weird stuffs as fetching newspaper and balls along with added incentive of being judgmental about not littering around the house.
Yes of course that does stir the heart and melt it and nobody says no to that obvious. But wait have you ever tried the tiger eyes maybe they too look the same before you get into the dark insides of its stomach!
Coming back to the dolphin love I don’t hate the poor creature nor am I against them given a whimsically higher hierarchical domination in the human heart than whales and sharks but then rounding it up to just say that some animals are just good as in pictures or as showpieces or maybe as and when crafted in jewelry pieces. I fist grew this dolphin love when I set my eyes on a beautiful set of gold earrings bejeweled with two small diamonds on the eyes. If ever just one word could describe as that is “magnificent”. The saddest part to this love story being I was just a teenager and alas not with a financial security to get the pair into my ear lobes. This unsatisfied love grew till it was unbearable and insatiable onto finally one day when just a while back I found a little something which may be not much as compared to the teenage first great jewel love but something close enough and replaceable to that or maybe at least another dolphin jewel piece.
First love is never forgotten but can always be replaced by a great love or so they say. I am in the process to healing and filling that void perhaps quite refreshingly at the moment.
#Daily Prompt: Procrastination