It’s not love, you dummy.
I GOT AN A+ IN PHYSICS.
But wait. What does it have to do with this article?
Not much to be honest. Just wanted to say that. It makes me feel good lol.
But yeah you heard me right. I got an A + in physics. People sometimes think that I’m smart lol.
Why?
Because I know this: Huygen’s diffraction model states that each wavelength in a waveform acts as a point secondary source for other wavelengths and when a tangent is taken from the the infinite wave fronts originating from the secondary point, we get an imaginary curved line with represents an entirely new circular wave. And since we all know (actually, I know lol), that permeability of a medium is inversely proportional to the speed of wave in the medium, these waves show more distinct pattern in a denser medium than a rarer medium.
Pretty impressive huh? ; )
Is this what being smart mean? How ironic lol. I mean, I remembered a bunch of facts from the old book of mine. Listened to the little guy in the classroom, who happens to be an amazing teacher (guess who?). And then panic studied my ass off because I was scared that I would disappoint my parents. There was also a little bit of interest too if I’m being honest, but just a little bit ; ) There is really not much to it.
But people still think I’m smart. And I’m not complaining anytime soon lol.
BUT
I’M ACTUALLY A DUMMY.
Why?
Because there are some things in life that school can’t teach you.
There are no classes for it, nor are any teachers. There are no grades, nor are there books. To learn this thing; you have to take leaps of faith, fall, get bruised, stand up, dust your pants off and do it all over again. There is no other way. (And I’m not particularly the strong type as you can guess by looking at me lol) So, you can see why it’s hard for me and because I’m such a dummy, I just suck at it. Particularly at:
Falling in love.
See, I’m really bad at it when it comes to issues of the heart. There are no books for it, like there are to understand how physical chemistry works. So don’t blame me lol. My emotional IQ is probably in negatives.
The problem with me is, I fall in love really quickly or don’t fall at all. And I fall for the wrong people at the wrong time.
So it is safe to say that instead of falling in love like normal people, I stumble and bumble into it and instead of landing on my feet, I fall flat on my face lol.
So listen kids, let me tell you a story that happened in a distant country, where the sun never sets and the residents are trap in a timeless evening. Meanwhile, I hope you will learn something too.
So, once upon a time, in the distant country, there was a boy. The boy was like any other boys in such stories. There was NOTHING special about him. Yup, just another boy. But there was one thing particularly different about him. That is, he was a dumb dumb with a fractured heart.
So one day, he went to school, just like any other boy. The school was so BIG! with so many new people that the boy had never seen. The boy was happy in his own bubble but all of a sudden his bubble burst and he was exposed to the harsh reality of this new world.
The boy was sad. Why? Well duh, because his happy bubble burst and he felt alone in this very strange place. So, he cried. (not like cried cried; boys don’t cry) but he cried inside. He was no longer the prince of his own little kingdom and it hurt him. Those were very sad times you see.
But another fine day, he met this girl. Well, this girl was complete opposite of the boy! Everything about her was special it seemed, at least to the boy. The girl was, in one word, HAPPY, while the boy was so sad. The girl glowed like a light bulb, always laughing and smiling; it seemed like the dark shadows of sadness were scared of her brilliance. So, the boy was awestruck, like a moth looking at a glowing candle. In fact, he was a moth, mesmerized at the only source of light in his dark world, THE GIRL.
So, like any other dumb moth, he flickered around the light. It gave him warmth and light. It almost seemed like he was beginning to feel happy again. Almost. And slowly with time, the girl started to grow on the boy. It seemed, without the girl, the boy lost his warmth like a moth when it looses it’s light.
THE BOY WAS DEPENDENT ON THE GIRL.
But because the boy was such a dumb dumb, he thought it was actually love. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? He thought he was in love! Well, no normal person would be dumb enough to think that way, but this is the boy we are talking about. Such a dummy! Anyways, he thought it was all love and grew attached to her. Meanwhile, the girl had no clue whatsoever!
So, the days passed, then the months passed and then the years passed. But the sun never set in the world where the sun never sets. There was still light remaining in the horizon as it had remained for as long as the fogged-up eyes of the wise old crow could remember.
Meanwhile, the poor boy grew more depended on the bright girl. So much so, that he could only be happy when he was with her. But like any other boy, he was scared. He was scared if the other girl was in love with him too or not. He was restless, he couldn’t sleep. Those were very strange times, very strange indeed. So, like any other cheesy romantic movie, song or novel you have seen in your life; the boy mustered up the courage to ask the BIG QUESTION.
So guess what? He did ask the big question, the question which had denied him his sleep for many days, so many that he couldn’t count them all. And now, you prolly already know how the story goes.
Drum rolls please!
The girl said, it’s not love, you dummy! and walked away, as would any other normal girl.
(sad clown music)
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All hope was gone in a flash! Everything had turned to black.
The boy felt a shard pain in his chest. A pain so hideous, he couldn’t even tell if he fully felt it or not. It was as if the walls of his imaginary world, the walls he had built so faithfully, had all collapsed all at once. It was painful.
He had fallen in love, well …. fallen flat on his face to be exact.
THE BOY WOKE UP.
His breathing heavy. His hair messed up and his eyes watery. He clutched his cheat expecting that awful pain but it was gone. And there was something different about everything.
The sun had finally set and it was morning.
The residents were no longer trapped in an endless evening. Everything was new about this world, even the old crow felt somewhat young.
That morning the boy went to wise crow for a checkup. To check on his fractured heart.
The wise crow, who had the knowledge of all the books in the world, gently placed his feathery wings on the boy’s chest and felt, with his eyes closed for a long long time. And he slowly opened his eyes in sheer disbelief. The boy’s fractured heart had been cured.
So, all in all, though the boy had fallen face first into the harsh realities of love and delusion. The encounter with the radiant girl had not been all bad. The sun had finally set in the unforgiving world of his. There was a new beginning; dawn had finally arrived. The old crow felt somewhat younger (though he still looked old). The beautiful girl had healed his fractured heart and most importantly, the dumb little boy, (to the surprise of everyone), finally thought he had learnt something.
And as always, the boy in the story is definitely NOT me. ; )
But what did he learn?
Ah, that’s up to you. You should know by now, but anyways, I’ll help you out. ; )
He learnt the most important lesson at falling in love: the difference between love and dependency.
So, the only mistake that the boy made, apart from being dumb lol, is that he was delusional. He did not understand the crucial difference between falling in love and, depending on someone and thinking it’s love. See, when you are needy, and someone, ANYONE, is kind to you, the kindness is magnified. And magnified kindness can easily be mistaken as love. So, there is a difference; had the boy not been sad and needy, he would have not been blinded by the girl’s radiance and not blindly fall in love with her. Hence, it’s impossible to love a needy person and a needy person to love. You should make yourself happy first and take care of yourself, then only you can be loved and taken care of by others.
So, boys and girls, always remember this: Love yourself first, then only can you love other people. If you don’t love yourself and you are needy and sad, then no matter how well you build your walls of illusion; the person of your delusional love story is bound to tell you:
It’s not love, you dummy!
For your heart is too fragile. Keep it safe.
= )
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