NOURISH LOVE LIFELONG…

Where is the spring and the summer
That once was yours and mine
Where did it go
I just don't know
But still my love for you will live forever

Hasta Manana 'til we meet again
Don't know where, don't know when..

Lyrics of an all time classic hit from the Swedish band ABBA . Huh! Quite straight and simple. The topic that most women do have in mind somewhere. Life for a lady before marriage is full bunch of flowery expectations, encompassing surprises and nectar like conversations. Wow! Life offers so much of freedom and love. Wonderful spring followed by memorable summer.

The initial blossoms of a relationship (applies to early love-birds and also those about to tag it a pleasant verdict- ‘marriage’) is all like a typical movie script. Thanks to the inspiring movies! :)

Card shops and flowerists can never go out of business. With cards on any occasions, there is no specific reason required for cards and flowers for your beloved. Love needs no season or reason to be conveyed. Yes, isn’t it true?

Those who are married for a decade and more usually smirk upon hearing the creative ways that a man does to propose and the extravagant spending for weekly surprises to let not even a frown appear on his lady’s smiling face. Well, to such an extent as to profess to get the stars! Ought to see the love bloom in the eyes of this lady going beyond all heavens while praising the deeds of her man. (Take a chill pill!). Those having crossed this stage, would merely suggest- enjoy this moment.

Where is the dream we were dreaming

And all the nights we shared

Where did they go I just don't know

And I can't tell you just how much I miss you

Hasta Manana 'til we meet again

Don't know where, don't know when..

I might sound sarcastic. It is a fact that cannot be denied. All that Glitters now is not going to be the same after some years of marriage. The hopes of a yearning heart will learn to calm down to reality and practicality. Flowers and cards would crave for an occasion and surprises would pass for a cherubic memory. Love does remain deep within but then is not nourished. As a relationship matures, perhaps love is taken for granted as the person. Conversation filters down to mere necessity. Career, family and growing up kids become the priority. The youthful spark in the eye appears except on rare occasions.

Does life bring forth a lot more priorities to keep aside the depth of concern as fresh as before? Does it mean that wrinkles and dark circles take away the cause for genuine laugh lines off your face? Why does the expression of emotions wither away just as the freshness of a bunch of roses over a time? Expectations are taken over by undemanding compromises.

Do write your mind or heart and share your views! Perhaps more food for thought.