Though so much has been said about it, love is one of the many things that has faded away in time. Well, that’s an actual proof of talking about something in redundancy doesn’t make it stay true or real. I think that’s what makes us say the universe getting old, perhaps. As if every beautiful thing is being sucked out like a marrow. And love (one of the pearls of this universe) has lost the meaning and purpose of it in many ways. Losing its greatest awe has made it completely silly for many. That’s why we are living in the era of cheap romance. But once, we all know that love is the one quality that filled and saved our null and insane lives with hopes and wholesomeness. The one X factor which filled many blank spaces.

The influence of cheap romance has spread like wildfire. Many don’t get involved into the business of love for the fear of rejection or a break up. Most has put a price tag on it which makes the problem at hand worse. Some even made a game show out of it. Vulnerability has become something to be taken advantage of. I believe falling in love precedes rejection though. The obsession of living the past or the unknown future deprives us the value of being in the present and creating the memories of now. That ultimately leads up to the ‘not getting real’ or avoiding it as a whole conclusion in general.

Yes, love has become cheap now. Some define it in a way that dishonors everything you knew about it till now. Scientists believe that it’s just the chemical reactions we have in our brains it overflows us with happy hormones and chemicals. As much as I want to believe them, (and even though there are chemical reactions in the brain when someone falls in love) I don’t think love can be defined and bound by that estimation. Or so I want to believe. It sounds way too cynical somehow. When it comes to the normal definition of people, love has become a foolish game. Romance has become the identification of clingy people. Or the rarest thing you can find in society. For others, love is the one checklist box you have to check in as a requirement of social validation. And I found some saying having someone and the attention (I might dare say with no regard for the other person’s feelings). I think the list can go on. The point is, love has become a myth! Or a curse in some cases.

It has become something we used to own in books, poems, and music. Something we buried deep inside of us. Sometimes I wonder if love has died with Shakespeare, Jane Austen, or the Bronte sisters. According to them, love is worth the risk just for the hell of it. Even when nothing or no one can get something out of it. I’m not saying they are teachers of love. But they deserve the honor for depicting love in their words.

Love is an act of courage, as I come to understand it. Being romantic, and appreciating what we were given naturally is not a weakness. It’s not lame. Confessing the strongest emotions for one another is not a sign of weakness. Not being obsessed with the physical appearance of someone but the beauty of one’s soul is mighty impressive. Love is all about caring and being there for the other person. Love is not cheap. Falling in love is the best gift that has been offered to us in life.

When it comes to me, I have been quite on a roller coaster, I have to admit. Until I found a friend who protests for love even in his darkest days. And once he said ‘Love is a disease, and in saying this I am being neither poetic nor metaphorical.‘ For a moment, I was surprised by this statement. Because in all our conversations, I was a cynic while he advocates love. But now, he no longer says or believes that love is a disease. He made me realize that I’m not afraid of love as many. I am just afraid of the cheap romance that has overtaken the world.

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Dedicated to a friend of mine, who advocates love, appreciates romance, and found the love of his life recently!!😊😊