In a world where logic comes before emotion and austere practicality comes before everything else, where is the room for unconditional relationships, senseless love, romantics and..well, all of that jazz? Sure we see it in just about digestible amounts like texts saying ' I love you' or 'I miss you' and an occasional flower or two, but amidst the humdrum of struggle and work, friends and family-the romantic of an era long gone seems lost with time.
As someone who falls in love with Pablo Neruda poems every other day, I believe in relationships. Relationships of every kind - not just with the one person you love but with family, friends and ofcourse the occasional fictitious charcter. As we move from high school to college and college to well- whatever comes after, you see people you love less(maybe once in a year- some people would still call that lucky) given the different cities, states, countries and one of my friends even carried out a little expedition to space! (Just kidding). So the essence of this boils down to the three dreaded words that can sometime convert an 'I love you' to 'see you never'- LDR aka Long Distance Relationship.
So in today's concrete - jungle world, where the workoholic of today barely has time for a relationship in the same city, what hope remains for the unfortunate who have to deal with time difference, country codes and phone bills that reach one's toes? As I got to thinking about my (still) closest friends strewn about in every place on the map- perfectly content with emails, phonecalls and an occasional fight or two, I couldn't help but wonder.. Is the ghost of a failed long distance relationship generated from our minds?
It probably is because if you name anything to do with Skype conversations,emails, facebook chat, gtalk, blackberry messenger, twitter, sneaky trips, brainstorming ways to evade the distance and celebrating the countless anniversaries-we've done it all. I guess the romantic era still exists- maybe in subtler ways and with more love emails than love poetry, I have reason to believe that consuming love still exists. So as I move onto yet another phase in this frustrating yet envigorating long distance relationship with everyone who I love but can't see everyday, I can only say- that the era of Pablo Neruda and Napolean might have passed but till today, till now- the feelings are the same- strong, unconditional and lasting.
A dedication to everyone struggling with long distance (including my friends and family) and a more specific dedication to someone who makes this whole thing worthwhile.
As someone who falls in love with Pablo Neruda poems every other day, I believe in relationships. Relationships of every kind - not just with the one person you love but with family, friends and ofcourse the occasional fictitious charcter. As we move from high school to college and college to well- whatever comes after, you see people you love less(maybe once in a year- some people would still call that lucky) given the different cities, states, countries and one of my friends even carried out a little expedition to space! (Just kidding). So the essence of this boils down to the three dreaded words that can sometime convert an 'I love you' to 'see you never'- LDR aka Long Distance Relationship.
So in today's concrete - jungle world, where the workoholic of today barely has time for a relationship in the same city, what hope remains for the unfortunate who have to deal with time difference, country codes and phone bills that reach one's toes? As I got to thinking about my (still) closest friends strewn about in every place on the map- perfectly content with emails, phonecalls and an occasional fight or two, I couldn't help but wonder.. Is the ghost of a failed long distance relationship generated from our minds?
It probably is because if you name anything to do with Skype conversations,emails, facebook chat, gtalk, blackberry messenger, twitter, sneaky trips, brainstorming ways to evade the distance and celebrating the countless anniversaries-we've done it all. I guess the romantic era still exists- maybe in subtler ways and with more love emails than love poetry, I have reason to believe that consuming love still exists. So as I move onto yet another phase in this frustrating yet envigorating long distance relationship with everyone who I love but can't see everyday, I can only say- that the era of Pablo Neruda and Napolean might have passed but till today, till now- the feelings are the same- strong, unconditional and lasting.
A dedication to everyone struggling with long distance (including my friends and family) and a more specific dedication to someone who makes this whole thing worthwhile.