Love by any other name

Sometimes, you come to love people for simply what they are. You crave for their company and intellectual conversations. Sometimes, you find comfort in the company of strangers and come to realize that they are more fascinating than the people you call your own.

It is not wrong to yearn for somebody to read your mind and wordlessly offer you a shoulder when you need to have a good cry. Sometimes, you come across people whom you don’t mind exchanging with the seclusion you seemed to have enjoyed so far. You hear poetry in their voice and find a guiding light in their eyes. There will be victory in attention they pay you. This does not necessarily have to be romance. A friend can be all this without being a lover.

Yet, sometimes we you fail to define the margins between love and infatuation, jealousy and devotion, and friendship and romance. Often we wonder whether it is necessary that every relationship has a name irrespective of the fact whether the name we give describe the nature of the relationship accurately. Sometimes, what we don’t realize is that societies adopted to the theory of naming objects only for people’s convenience. So, it is not necessary that all your relationships have name so that society finds it easy to refer to it. There is no criteria  under which you can standardize a relationship. It depends on the people who are involved in it. If the two parties are comfortable with their stride together without a name, it cannot be a problem to anyone else.  As long as you are not jumping the moral boundaries ,it is rather better to go without a name than calling it the wrong name at times.

Sometimes what people don’t realize is that personal relationships are complex than what they find on the surface. For an outsider it can be just another ‘juicy tale’ on undecided lovers who are about to fall in or out of love. Yet, when it becomes your own tale rather than a story found in a tabloid, you tend to think hard and empathize with those had been there before you. You begin to understand the grave error you had committed by trying to judge and measure such relationships.

Be it love, friendship or even romance, it is the business of those who are in relationships to call them what they prefer; whether they call them right names or wrong ones is another matter. Friends fall in love and lovers fall out. Strangers become special friends but do not achieve the ‘lover’ status. It is love that shows its face in every gesture of care. It is love that makes one send random text messages in the most unusual hours. Yet, this love need not be branded; it can survive in its generic form.