Of all the sci-fi that I have watched, it’s the concept of love that keeps on reminiscing. It’s as if someone has written a time-loop on this plot device. Anyhow,
a wise man once wrote about stages of love…
- Attraction : It begins with a crush. The very first stage. You are intrigued by a quality of the other – kindness, wit, looks, empathy, humour, affluence, individuality, confidence, intuition, presence. You want them around you. You want to look at them, be with them. They excite you. You are looking forward to a possibility. It gives you happiness. It will embark you on a journey of love and like a thing of beauty, it will give you a joy forever…
- Infatuation : It is intense. You are dreaming about them. You are playing out scenarios in your head. Your subconscious is obsessed over them. They are a constant reminder in your mind. The attachment has grown. You feel that connection. This is a stage of contemplation. You want to act on it, but it’s not easy. You are skeptical. The prospect excites you like nothing before, but you dread the falling out. It feels like you’ll ruin a good painting by adding another brushstroke. This is probably the hardest thing you ever did. Everything you do now will matter the most. This is where most potential relationships fall out. They never make past this stage…
- Love : When the two eyes meet, ‘it’ has been expressed and reciprocated. Now you are each other’s, exclusively. Laughter, embraces, tinges on the face, lit eyes, hearts beating faster, butterflies in the stomach. People will be able to tell your bliss. But they won’t be able to see the secret that you share, the secret of personalities. The hard choices, difficult circumstances, individual battles to be better for the other. You’ll strive through all the uncertainties and doubts to make it wonderful. Every day will be a new bar of understanding. In this churning of lifestyles, you discover new qualities about yourselves, previously unknown. You do all the things that you always wanted to. It can be writing letters, learning piano, walking in rains or jumping off cliffs together into a river, just for fun. Anything. This is the most fun you shall ever have. Unimaginable. There will be tough days, but they’ll in place contribute to your growth.
- Trust : Slowly and irrevocably, you are falling in love. All with nothing but just the trust that they will hold you. You have the utmost faith and patience for your love now. There is no turning back. You are past all doubts and fears. You choose to trust, absolutely and unconditionally. Nobody understands you better. They have held your hand through ice and fire. You have dealt with your vices together. You are stronger and braver now and you want to repay that by placing an immeasurable belief in them.
- Worship : You have found your God. Trust has now turned into reverence. You consciously bow down to them, their very existence, their whole being. It is divine. You are now in the realms of faith. You want to lose yourself to a hopeless devotion, utterly lost from the world, trying to be one of them. Concept of right and wrong is getting blurred because Gods are indubitably perfect. Act of love is your prayer now. Worship is now a way of life.
- Passion : You cannot imagine your identity without them. They are like air to you. It is an obsession of the highest form. Nothing else matters, only them. You lose your individual existence in their absence. Only love can bring you peace. You are helplessly entangled in it. Nothing will ever be enough. There is no moral, virtue, idea of ethic as important as them. They are your absolute recognition. There is now “you”, only Them (read Anthem by Ayn Rand for the reference).
The next stage could either go with those Disney-like “lived happy ever after” endings or die a painful death!
Death of love. Death of trust. Death of worship. Death of passion. Separation and sadness. The process of Death which began at Trust. The journey has been completed. All the hope has been lost. There is only grief and despair to follow…
Lovers bitten by the serpent of separation, bound by the physical limitations of the world are now dead. They have endured all the worldly sufferings and finally found the cosmic salvation to finally be at peace, together.
The next stage is what I call Rebirth. It begins after the calmness of death. Slowly… All the feelings are subdued, deep into your heart, just like a seed into the ground. You cry, stay awake at nights. You think about parallel possibilities in which you two could’ve been together. Tears flow from the sea of emotions. You can’t put an end to them. So, you re-maneuver them, channeling every single droplet directly into your petrified heart. Each drop permeates through the labyrinth. And reaches that point, where love lies in its purest form. Dead but only to the eyes of self. The soul never actually dies, not even for Love. Steadily, your tears turn that deceased kernel into a seeling of a point-universe. The process of resurrection begins…
I completed season 1 of Samurai Jack today and I was reminded of a fan theory which says that Professor Yutonium is none other than Samurai Jack.
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