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"It takes courage to luv someone who doesn't luv you..."

A few days back while watching a movie I came across this phrase and all of it was forgotten except these wordings. All of us in our lifetime or I should rather say teenage have loved the other sex more or may be the same but is it really a kid's job to love a person unconditionally especially when you are aware of the fact that she/he won't love you back but yes we can't stop trying and why should we. Trying definitely makes everything possible and so does loving.

Arranged marriages in India are the best example to this sort of situation, guys do love girls and due to the dilemma of our patriarchal society they can easily get married to them but what about their own dreams, their aspirations, they are crushed under the so-called sindur of their suhag. Yes, some do start loving back but what about the other half population who are being forced to love back. Jiffy days in ma past I saw a question on quora which was put by a young newly married male which was something 'I just got married to an elegant beautiful lady but I am quite sure she doesn't love me because neither I am good looking, smart nor I am intelligent enough thats a most probable thing that she had dreamt of a charming prince but she is stuck with me and I respect her and every feeling of her and I won't be forcing her to bed even though ma parents want grandchildren right away but I am scared would she ever accept me as her own.' And even today, when I saw comments on that question what ma naked eyes saw was, dude she is your wife you have a right over her go ahead and have fun. They not only made ma senses shiver but gave tears in ma eyes, this is just a single comment I am talking about there were a dozen others. Thats where Indian society supress our females who gave birth to the so called men of our society.

People fake love all the time... that's a routine job these days but the saddest part is when you can't stop loving someone knowing that she/he is not meant to be yours. Life changes with each passing day and so does our mind nourishes itself with the beauty of its own. 

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