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In a world where everything is equated to money, even love, should mere mortals,including me, believe in hope or faith anymore?
Oh! Faith! People of the world, please cry out with me!
I was strangely and greatly perturbed after reading this certain trashy article while doing No. 2 in the toilet the other day. Many single guys out there have been posed the question, ” Would you give up love for fame, wealth and power?” As expected, none of them would ever give up love for anything else. I’m sorry but maybe I’d have more respect for you if you’d answered honestly. I dare bet my last 5 cents in my pocket that there will be at least one who would give up love for something else more tangible. Oops, maybe I’m the only one who will give ‘it’ up. But one thing is for sure, I don’t ever dare risk giving a lot, because I know I’d risk losing a lot and that will be one of the worst feelings ever.
Imagine a hopeless romantic who gives up his everything for love and settles in a cosy apartment ( read: small apartments where you need to climb up 7 flights of stairs and hookers roam the streets) and supposedly his girl loves him as much as he loves her. As time goes by, they have kids. Their family grows in inverse proportions to their apartments and bank accounts. Are you one hundred percent sure they’ll still be as contented as before? Will what they once thought as love continue to stay the same? This reminds me of the phrase that a friend taught me, l’amour passioné – passionate love. I often wonder how long that phase in one marriage becomes obsolete. What makes the husband and wife continuing on the life journey is probably their kids, the lifebuoy in their marriage, the only reason for their sustained existence. They can mean joy, responsibility or burden/obstacles that the couple can’t overcome to reach the path of freedom – the often heard D word, divorce. Wait, it’s not a taboo anymore just in case you wonder. But the questions posed here is, ” Are you game for it? Are you absolutely ready to receive sympathy/pity from us? Will you be able to find back the faith in love once again?”
This reminds me once again about this radion show on Class 95 FM called Love Confidential, where listeners can call in and confess all their secrets about love, as the show’s name suggests. I wonder if the show still exists. I used to listen to it during the A level period late at night on a random basis. It was a silly show because more often than not, all the letters were so immature and childish. I once thought, ‘ Since when secondary school ah lians and bengs listen to Class 95 and complain about their boyfriends’ hairstyles?’. Skip to the main story, on one particular night, the DJ read the last letter of the day ( purposely or not, I don’t have an effing clue). It went something like this, ” I’m a married woman in my 40s and have two kids and a perfect husband whom I once respected. Recently, I found out about his affair with another lady in the same company (I can’t remember how). I was right outside his closed office one night and sms-ed him about his whereabouts. He replied that he’s working overtime and will spend the night at the office. I felt scared and sad at the same time. I still love my kids and my husband (WTF!) very much. Should I close both of my eyes and pretend nothing is going on. I’m afraid of not being able to be a single mom. The shame while telling my mother about my cheating husband. But I can’t continue because this is against my principles and I still love him. Please give me the strength to hold on my marriage. “ There you go, mortals,especially the hopeless/helpless romantic out there who is on the constant search for Mr. and Ms. Right and so afraid you can’t find the one at the end of the day.The radio DJ didn’t give out any particular advice and nobody can ever give out any sound advice to her. This particular story is definitely mind-boggling and until today, I wonder how that lady is. What I wanted to point out is that I’d never be ,ever, ready to be risky to invest in something that totally change my life and a cheating partner is what I deserve at the end of the day.
I am the most cynical person with regards to almost every controversial issue but you have to agree with me on this perspective. Love, as appealing as it sounds, it is such a constantly evolving feeling that expects you to handle the painful unexpected. Maybe for some this is not even an anology but just pause for a second and think about it, but even leaves change their colour, let alone us – a special species who’s fascinatingly complicated, especially true when discussing the subject of love. We change . The only reason you don’t feel any changes in your loved ones is because both of you are changing, in the same magnitude and direction. And when one of you doesn’t change in the same direction, it’s absolutely about for time for quarreling and tearful break-ups that can be avoided at the very least. I know the very fact that many will frown upon my bleak portrait for love. Trust me, I’m waiting for you to prove me wrong. I hope you would not throw Jane Austen into my face because Pride and Prejudice is not very relevant in today’s context about love.I shan’t say I hate it but I think it gives a very optimistic story about love which is perfectly logical if you live in Utopia. But forget it if you live in Ethiopia!
It’s just me who don’t believe in happy endings in movies. They are exclusively suitable for screaming teenagers. Neither do I subscribe to love ballads which give delusional ideals about love, like those akin to Disney’s works – a charming and handsome prince in shining amour on a white horse. Or is that our solution to refuse the harsh reality that we know we’ll never be able to handle stoically?
