Is it better to have loved and lost than never be in love?

Love, the very word is jittery to few and ecstasy to few. And what is it that makes it what it is? The initial paradise, the middle monotony and the closing abyss, is this it? The sweet nothings, the little romanticisms, the courteous understandings, the meaningless rows, the silly arguments, the despair of distance, the pain, the well being, the sickness, the sorrow, the happiness and the gloom, do these comprise the emotion? Anyone in love would vow for the intense extreme emotions one experiences. So, now, is it better to not love and not experience the pain? Or, is it better to love and experience the pain and grow richer through the experience?

Being in love is undoubtedly the most wonderful feeling, but the pain of walking out? Is it worth it? Well, considering that the heaven seems to be a small place when you are in love, the pain of being lonely, makes hell a paradise. But still, we see love all round us. The emotional turmoil, the bursts of depression, the incessant tears and the roller coaster rides… This sums up a rejection or a walk out. Then what? Depends on how you want to deal with the pain. If you are positive and want to move ahead, the wealth of experience it brings is substantial. The shared laughs, the simple gestures, should these be thrown out just because it did not work out? The very presence which was strength while in love turns to be a weakness when one out grows it, why? Hands clasped together and walking the endless miles with talks of life and being together, all the while bringing in confidence to each other, love traverses down the journey building memories filled with happiness that world can't penetrate. Should these positives be thrown out, when one walks out of it?

Whether one chooses to laugh on the shared happiness at a later point in time is purely a matter of choice and conscience and depends on how one chooses to end a relation. Why does one want to end it anyway, when the heaven seems to be right next step? Why does one feel the sense of despair when one experiences a dead silence? Is it because we are too used to the person that we tend to cling on, when we know that things are not working out? Why does even the most confident and smartest of the lot fail to cope with a failure of a relation? Why does love make you feel weak and overly emotional? The most sane and practical person turns to be an emotional wreck, while in love, why? The whys won’t end, despite that, love is a universal language, accepted, across the boundaries, as the highest emotion that brings happiness.

To love or to fall in love or to choose never to fall in love, is a matter of perspectives one holds. A universal emotion, that unequivocally produces joy while in it, does also produce a never ending saga of grief, while trying to walk out of it. But the very pain is worth the heaven while being in it. Because love brings a sense of lightness and an over whelming sense of bliss.

Choosing not to be in love, is choosing not to involve in the intricacies and the complex emotional roller coasters associated with it, choosing to be empty hearted, allowing one to be unbiased in thinking and adding an equilibrium to life. Love is the highest preoccupation one can experience and by choosing neither to love nor to ever fall in love, one saves the chord of melancholy that hovers in love. To love, one needs to open up their heart and allow someone to walk into it with the understanding that it can be messed up, inside out. To love, you open up a series of defenses you built around yourself, trusting the person not to misuse them. Choosing not to, allows a sense of freedom. But alas, choosing not to, also makes you lose an experience worthy of life :) !