All the characters referred to in the below blog are fictitious and bear no resemblance with anyone living or dead whatsoever. Any co-incidence is purely co-incidental and unintentional.
For first time readers, please refer to the post, “Bio Geek or a Moron?” and Cupid Strikes for reference.
Jignesh: “What is love?”
Jahnavi was shocked. Who the hell on earth is asking this? That Bio Geek? And she thanked the HEAVENS for not asking this question to Jignesh otherwise another debacle would have taken place. GOD knows what new hormones she would have known by now that would initiate the feeling of love in an individual. Although their daily coffee meets post college had brought radical changes in Jignesh and he had seen a new world that could exist without discussing BIOLOGY. But this time it was Jahnavi’s turn to answer.
Jahnavi: “Love is a wonderful feeling, Jignesh. It gives you the meaning to live. It adds essence to your life. We are humans, we crave for love. Whether anyone accepts or not, but every individual on this earth needs love to carry on in life and this love can come in various forms in our life through different relations.
Jignesh: “Hmmm, so you mean to say Love exists between friends?”
Now this was a double trap. If she answered YES, she would definitely blush and she did not want her feelings to come out right now and that too so easily for Jignesh. Although there were high chances, that moron would not catch her blush and relate it further, she was in no mood to take chances. And answering NO was a blatant lie, something she did not want to speak as she hated lies and she hated people who lie. She was a truthful person. But she was smart as well. There was an opportunity in disguise of a trap.
Jahnavi: “I have already answered that part. Why do we have to tell everything twice to you men? Are you so dumb? Are you so idiotic?”
Jignesh’s jaws dropped. He was realizing that the wheel was turning now. So long he had bored her with his BIO knowledge, and poor Jahnavi who did not understand BIO would get disappointed and leave the place. Love, feelings et al was alien for Jignesh and he was now feeling the same. He tried to recollect Jahnavi’s words but in vain.
Jahnavi, on the other hand, was having a field day. Not only she had diverted him from that dubious question, she was also successfully instrumental in confusing him – a silent wish she had desired since Jignesh had first lectured her. But she was feeling sad for him, as when Jignesh had bored her, poor thing had done it unintentionally, but now she was doing it intentionally. She covered up immediately. She could never tease him for long. And never ever hurt him. This is love. She thought.
Jahnavi: “OK let me help you with that, you see I told you that love can come in various forms in our life through different relations.”
Jignesh: “So?”
Jahnavi: “Just shut up and listen, you speak so much!!!”
Jignesh: “Me!!!”
Jahnavi: “Listen”
Her voice was stern. Jignesh knew it was time to shut up. He did so. Jahnavi continued.
Jahnavi: “GOD knows we will need love to survive. So we have our parents, brothers and sisters who love us so much. They care for us, they have concern for us and the same applies back on us as well. We, in turn, also have similar feelings for them and that is why we can fall back on them in times of distress. But they may not be with us all the time and sometimes we cannot be completely free with them, thanks to the ever-existing non-bridgeable generation gap. So we have friends, some close, some not so close, some very close and some special. But whatever I say Love is a very complex feeling and one cannot just describe it in words like some stupid BIO topic by writing an article on it and feeling happy. Love is a feeling, an ecstasy and an agony at the same time. It comes as a wholesome package of pains and gains and one has to accept both. When you do not do so, you lose it and you lose it forever. I had once read a beautiful analogy of love. It was given by none other than Swami Vivekananda. This is what he had said about love. Love is like water. If you close your hand and try to retain it within the physical periphery of your hands, it will slip out of the small gaps of fingers. All you will be left with is its impression which will soon evaporate. On the other hand if you keep your fist open and lower your palm (note the silent analogy of palm with ego and that of fist with mindset and outlook), the water will collect in the shallow duct of your palm and shall stay with you forever.
Jahnavi was surprised at her own clemency on the view of love. She realized it in an instant, she was experiencing the bliss now (the gain part of the love, poor thing was not aware that the pain part was soon to follow).
Jignesh was dumbfounded. He was feeling nice listening to Jahnavi and had been looking at her all the while she was speaking and he realized that he enjoyed her company very much. He was also slowly realizing it. He was falling in love with her. So far he was attracted to her, much like a young boy feeling attracted to a beautiful, charming and appealing girl. But today Jignesh was falling in Love with the person called Jahnavi. He started respecting her as a girl of substance, much in contrast to his views of girls so far. But something told him this was not the right time to go public about his newly found feeling.
Jahnavi: “Oh Lord, can’t you take an oath not to utter these sort of words at least for 12 hours.”
Jignesh knew she was upset, but the trick worked. The terrible mistake he had performed asking her about love was now covered up. He was smiling. Jahnavi caught that smile. She sensed naughtiness in it. She realized the BIO attack was a cover up to conceal something more vital. Perhaps she also wanted the same, so she got up from there saying, “Have a nice time with your BIO, I am leaving.”
Now hardly Jignesh had intended this. It was only 90 minutes since they had sat together. He shouted from his place, “When did you take the oath of not having a coffee?”
Jahnavi stopped; Jignesh got up from his seat and went up to her. She was horrified, seeing his walk. Please do not commit any blunder right here, right now.
Jignesh smiled. She sighed and then smiled. Both of them marched off to the canteen. But Jignesh had decided not to ask out of syllabus questions to Jahnavi again. Cupid was working.
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