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Broken heart and broken people

I was watching a stand-up comedy act on my laptop last night. Somewhere between his light-hearted jokes, the comedian Zakir Khan said something that struck me real hard - “We are a generation of broken heart and broken people.”  I couldn’t continue the episode. I paused the show and started thinking. This one simple statement... it's so strong and so true indeed!



When I was a teenager (not too long back of course), I used to read a lot of love stories. I used to be a strong believer in love! I always thought and believed that love was a feeling... it's illogical... it's impractical... it's magical! I used to believe that this is the kind of love I deserved too….that this is the kind of love I will find someday in life! 

Slowly, as I grew up...the bubbles I used to live in started bursting one by one. I had a couple of bad relationships. I got my heart broken a few times. I got advised to “GROW UP”! It took some time to understand what that even meant. 

I never realized when love had turned from being a feeling to a well-thought decision...from being illogical to all about being practical...from being magical to being mature! This broken generation that we are, we no more feel love as the way our books had once talked about it. 

As I grew up and the world around me ordered me to be more mature; I realized that I am no more allowed to be dreamy…I am no more allowed to be silly in love...I am no more allowed to feel those butterflies in my stomach. Well, you know what, I am actually not even allowed to love the way I once wanted to love! I am chained by the world...by the society...and even by my lover.

When I sat lost in these thoughts last evening, I saw my teenage self...standing somewhere far off. Staring at me, with deep watery eyes. “You said you would never stop believing in love. Then why did you give in to the demands of the world?” she asked. I had no answer for her. Maybe, someday, I will be able to break all rules and let that teenage me take control again. Maybe! 

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