Love Unlimited

Love bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.

The Bible – 1 Corinthians –

Introduction

“There’s never a dearth of losers in my life!” I stated in a matter of fact tone. Sonya shook her head and rolled her eyes. The look she gave me didn’t dissuade me from continuing, “It’s almost like… If one goes, there’s always another one right at his heels! Poor morons, they never know how many have preceded them, and how many will follow.” I grinned wickedly.

“Aaira, you are incorrigible! Do you even know how smug you sounded as you said that?” She twisted her lips in a sardonic smile.

“Of course, I know I sounded like a complete bitch, but hey, who can blame me for being one. With the long string of frogs I’ve kissed hoping for them to turn to princes, I pretty much feel like I have a right to call those frogs’ losers!” I couldn’t stop grinning. My current stance on relationships and men made me feel buoyant.

I continued zestfully, “Men never know when to start, when to stop and when to withdraw, sometimes making them look like complete fools. Anyways, I guess sometimes they just deserve to look like losers, for all the crap they do in life!” I’d had my share of tears and sleepless nights, but I wasn’t going to let that make me sad or look bad anymore. I had made a decision, I was going to put all of that behind me, and just enjoy life as it comes. That’s exactly what I was doing at the moment.

Sonya, my dark haired friend who was as crazy as me, always seemed to understand my silly outbursts and quirkiness. I pretty much shared it all with Sonya. The “falling in love” moments, the “breaking my heart” moments, the anger, the irritation and I guess, today, when I was telling her about my little escapade, I couldn’t help but make those crazy statements.

Sonya knew me a little too well, she knew all about my rotten relationships. I had started out as an idealist who romanticized about love and all things beautiful, till, time after time, some frog came along, I kissed him, and hoped he turn into my prince, and when he didn’t, I got dejected, and moved on with a broken heart. This eventually had turned me into a realist with a twist of cynicism now and then. I began to look at relationships in a frivolous manner. The truth is, if I still looked at it seriously, I’d have lost total complete faith in love and everything that followed, so being funny about the experience was my only way to keep the faith.

Chapter I

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