Is This Love..

(Attention : Though many may not agree..... :P :P  yet all characters  in this post are completely fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons or incidents is purely coincidental. :D :D)

“Love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind”, says Kevin to Jane.

Naina was sipping the glass of Cola while reading a magazine, suddenly paused and looked up at the TV. The Movie “27 dresses” was on.  Jane had met Kevin in one of the marriages. Kevin helps Jane home but is disgusting her with his cynical views of love and marriage.

“Love means slowly losing your mind”? Err.. Well.. May be……. Naina is feeling a lot of it recently.

Just when she had nothing to expect from life, after all these years of waiting and loneliness, she was feeling the same restlessness, the same old rush of blood into her head.

Her heart is pounding fast giving her alerts that something is changing. But what is it?

She had met him on a Social Networking site and has been glued to his web profile since then.

First it was a mere curiosity but then it turned into an addiction.

She has not even met him or heard his voice.  They both chatted often, a few times, for short and long durations mostly late nights.  There was a sad and mysterious aura about him that she found so attractive.

She knows the usual time he is online every day after his work. She waits for him. She likes watching the small green icon beside his name indicating that he is online, as if he were sitting in front of him. She posts random links, quotes and pictures and silently prays for a single like or a comment.

A simple HI from him brings a wide smile on her face. She cooks up all the pretexts she can to initiate conversation with him.

Yesterday while she passed the flower shop on her way home from office, she stopped. Looked at the bunch of red roses and went in. Bought them and placed them in the empty vase on the small table placed in the corner of her room.

Is the radio playing only the romantic classics lately or she has not noticed them earlier?

She inhales deeply the smell of the earth, of the first rains of the season. Ahh..just enough to  melt her heart.

What is happening to her? She is feeling like a teenager again.

She sees hope in his words. She just cannot stop thinking about him. She craves to talk to him.

 “Am I in love? Is this really love?”, she asks herself.

“Love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind”, answers her heart back.