Disoriented Love

Every couple has an amazing yet unique story of how they met each other. 

Men and women have been captured on television shows, magazines and whatnot narrating and confessing with nothing but sanitized ripples of joy on their faces:

“I was walking lackadaisically down Champs-Elysée avenue when her exquisite beauty grabbed my attention and jumped on me like a naked man. I approached her with my all time best pick-up line, ‘would you mind directing me to a nearby laboratory; ‘cause I feel a lot of chemistry between us’ and…the rest is history”

“It was on a Sunday afternoon and she was in a park. Seated alone on a bench, looking like the international standard unit of beauty. Following the lazy flight of a butterfly until I chimed in. ‘I was reading the book of Numbers and I have just realized that I do not have yours’. She did not expect that so she burst out loud exposing her set of milk-white teeth…”

These are just a few of the beautiful snippets of couples who make it through the love storms, because just like the weather, human love changes. Red flags set in. (But we ignore them, because love is blind. Right? But doesn’t it require people with vision?) Soft and charming words hit the road. Interests go on a compulsory leave. Hands that were once used to touch and caress each other turn into weapons of mass destruction. Mouths that once were used to do marvelous things, start spitting venom. Venomous words that cut deep all through to the bone marrow. Words that inflict excruciating pain.

Two love birds turned into ugly beasts. Insecurities move in and settle deeply like an anchor in the chambers of the heart. Good and sweet thoughts get evicted. Romanticizing the worst about each other chips in. Hatred and resentment conspire and before they know it, a love spring turns into a volcano that erupts with melancholic magma. Then shit hits the fun. Couples turn into villains. Prince charming turns into Azrael.

We have all had a chance to hear or even witness an incident of a disoriented love. Incidents that leave you wallowing in the mundane question:  Where does mankind get the courage to do the unthinkable? Women have peeled off their husbands faces with boiling cooking oil. Husbands have chopped their wives and children as if they were pieces of wood. Husbands have turned into arsonists and set their entire family on fire. Tragedies that leave permanent scars. Otherwise how does a young kid forget his mother and sisters when he always sees their graves every day? So unimaginable what humans can do to one another. Things that paint a bleak picture of what love is about.

Love is meant to be a blessing from God to humans; but it has long changed from that into a curse, an epidemic. Where did we go astray about the entire concept of love? What are we doing wrong? Is it because society has made us think that our girls need to be paid to be loved? That for love to flourish we must be rich, drive cool cars and have each other on our social media platforms for profile pictures? For a man to keep his wife he has to control and manipulate her like a puppet?

In love there is no insecurity and manipulation. True love has its foundations not on materialistic things but on intangible things; pure feelings. It faces challenges unflinchingly. It knows no distance barriers. It stays through thick and thin. It sets free and gives freedom just the same way you would to a bird that you love so much. Above all, all that we need to remember is: 

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)

If you are already in or are planning to venture into love just remember that there is no FEAR in love. Should you experience fear while at it then know that it is not love.

Written by Kitaa

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