“How do you love someone?” is a difficult question with answers that will vary a lot. But “Why?”, now that’s a more interesting question, a fun question. I’ve seen boyfriends being victims of this dreadful question by their “then” significant others, and there’s a reason I use “then”. I myself can be called a veteran of sorts.
Anyway, it is a trick question to answer. Reasons like beauty, intelligence or both sound nice but somehow they depreciate “Love” as an entity. It is too twisted a thing to be described by words. How do you describe it then?
Passion? Feeling of affection? Obviously, they are a part of Love, but a very small part. I’ve seen love in their eyes when my parents’ quarrel; How to describe that?
If someone asks me why I love my mother and if the answer is just because she gave birth to me and I’ve known her my entire life, I wouldn’t be a good son, would I?
I love a lot of people, used to love a few more, but whenever I ask myself “why?”, I am lost.
It is true for things as well. Why does someone love football? Why does someone love to paint, write or to do anything? Just because they may be good at it is a lousy reason.
After a lot of thinking and a little help from a Grandpa (whom I met a by the lake, who came for a morning walk with his wife he has been married to for the last 53 years), I’ve finally found the answer.
So the reason “why” you Love someone or something is simply because “You don’t know why!”
You try to think of so many reasons but at last, when you fail, the mystery is what you fall in love with.
May we all fall in love with someone and something for no reason.
And a Merry Christmas to all.
Read “She is The Enchantress”. You’ll like it.