WHEN OUR BLIND LOVE LETS US SEE








“Sometimes, love blinds us; other times, it lets us see.”
-      Paulo Coelho
A FB friends of mine was a die-hard fan of one of the political parties, especially its supreme leader. For about three-four years, I would get on FB his absolutely-polarized posts - either glorifying everything about his idol and his party, or brutally demeaning the opponents. I remember blocking his posts regularly. But, they would surface relentlessly, again and again. The blind worship had made him see nothing good on the other side of the divide and nothing wrong on his side… It was black, or it was white… No shades in between. The fact, that his friends belonged to both sides of the divide and many of them, including me, would not like his ‘public display of affection’… yes, he seemed to have hardly bothered about it… Just how many couples do love on the roadsides… or, on these social platforms!

While such PDA continues to be there - left right and the center - from many ‘passionate political-lovers’ on FB, the friend I have referred to above, has stopped completely from displaying his love or hate in public. Now, there is not a single post – not even a passing reference – relating to his ‘old flame’… A complete break-off!

What I get to watch from this friend on FB, these days, are some very positive, empowering messages… about health and spirituality, particularly…

I am pleasantly surprised!

Definitely, something must’ve happened to my friend, which has made him kick the toxic habit… I do not know what it is… But, it’s a good thing.

It reminds me of some young boys and girls, who are on my FB friend-list. These are love-birds in true sense… Not the kind that falls head-over-heal with their political leaders. These young couples post some of their intimate pictures and express their ‘Darling-I-love-you-to-Moon-and-back’ promises on FB. Many times, they end up giving a complex to their friends, even igniting a silent guilt about being deficient in this area…

And, invariably, a few months later, everything suddenly stops… No mention about the ‘Meri jaan’… Leave alone the promise of round-trip to the Moon!

Yes, whatever happened?

Certainly, something… Something bad… No, something good!

These boys and girls, soon, learn through their sweet-bitter-hot-sour adventure, that they can love genuinely without doing a public display of it… that, intimacy between the couples is an absolutely private matter… and, any attempt to make a public display of it will only make them fools in public…

Yes, they learn to keep what is private… private!

Just as my friend, who was once obsessed with his ‘political sweetheart’, now, has!



GERALD D’CUNHA

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