By Farida Salako
“I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.” ~ Francoise Sagan”
There is nothing short of anomaly when one is in love. The feeling is most fulfilling when said love is then reciprocated. We live in an age of technological advancements and gradual bridge of seas and distances that we most times miss to see what stands directly in front of us. We now live in a world where everyone believes that the best ways to be in love is to be stoic and reclusive, to be withdrawn, to be passive, and non-functional. We tend to treat the next person like they are irrelevant in a feat to create a scale to measure the height of their love in our lives.
Most relationships these days are dead because of the lack of communication between the both parties. We are caught in living our lives online that we forget how to live in person, we are engrossed in the stroke of keys in our computers and also the swipes in our screen that we have forgotten the power of spoken words. We forget that a love unrequited dies, and the fuel that revs said relationship is the ability to climb wuthering heights of emotion by saying the little things that we notice, by paying attention, by letting ourselves grow and fly.
Jalal ad-Din Rumi said; “This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.”
That true love is beyond the comprehension of one man, that a love expressed is one that takes the parties to a height that is unseen with the conventional eyes. They say that eyes are the windows to the soul, hence when you see yourself through the glass, you should also see the person who makes you tick. Very melancholy today. You perceive the stirrings of a big fall. The days before a fall are always so fragile you feel out of place but for reasons that you cannot quite discern. Your senses are heightened; loud sounds unnerve you, and food does not taste exactly right. In other words, lots of things that are nonspecific that I cannot quite grasp, hovering just beyond the periphery.
I have wondered many times in my life how people who are even-tempered make their way through the days, never falling into the depths of despair, never flying on the wings of mania. I have wondered what my life would have been like if I had been blessed with an even temper, how much I might have missed if that had been my reality instead of this reality.
So, when the sun rises tomorrow, throw away the dogma of contemporary idea of an ideal relationship, say to the one you love that her smile is so bright it chases the sun to sleep. Say “I Love You” unapologetically, stare deep inside of their eyes and realize that for you two to move from phase one to another, love has to be shown and love has to be expressed.
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