Why are we so afraid of love?

Something that's been bugging me lately is that people are so afraid of others falling in love... My family is so against anything that might or could happen with me with anyone that isn't Hindu or Indian. Now, tell me, what are the chances that I will, for a fact, fall in love with a Hindu? Yea, well "there are plenty of fish in the sea," no one ever said they'd all be Hindu fish... That's more of a pond, no? Well, either way, people need to know that who you fall in love with is not necessarily always in your control. As said in a previous blog, fate controls who we fall in love with! Now how do we know that we will fall in love with a specific person, race, religion, someone who meets the standards of an ideal person to every individual, our significant other...?

Is it the fear of commitment that scares us away from our love? Well, for some people, for some others, hell no it isn't. Some people are tired of being alone, waiting for their significant other, of knowing that they might not have the great warmth of love. So it's not for certain that for everyone that it's the fear of commitment... then what? The fear of getting your heart broken if it doesn't work? Well, that's a universal fear, no matter what gender, race or age, this will always be a fear that stops us from falling in love. But we must understand that it's what gives us pain makes us stronger, wiser and smarter. Obviously there is more to it than just being afraid if your heart will be broken, but if you will be able to live a good life with the your significant other. That's why it is so hard to get passed the point of intolerance, parents want their kids to marry someone, preferably, of their race, of their religion, someone they approve of. Of course, it's a good thing if the parents are good with it, but the intolerance of people outside their expectations is terrible, they must know that they don't have complete control of our lives, you cannot command the fate of someone else, well at least, completely. I mean, until they have the knowledge to know what they wanna be in life and what schools they want to go to, it is their decision as parents to start the building blocks for their lives, but love and fate is something they cannot command and bend to their will.

Listen parents, children, sons, daughters, mothers and fathers, you cannot just tell us who we can marry, yes you can approve of the people we fall in love with. Or you can say NO, but commanding fate to make us fall in love with someone of your standards is not something that will always happen. Love is tied with Fate, fate is something that is beyond anyone and everyone's control, therefore Love is something we cannot control either. Please, I mean in this in nicest of ways: Leave us alone, let us make mistakes, fall in love and gain pain to grow stronger. We know you mean well, you want the best for us, but it's not like we want any different!

(This has really diverged from what this was originally meant for :D)

But, seriously, come on, what are we so afraid of? Love is something warm and special, something we will only get truly, once in a lifetime. Why do we put so many restrictions down that limit chance that we will meet our significant other? Well, whatever your reason may be, you've obviously seen my problem, but truly love is beyond our control, why do we allow roadblocks to get in the way?! Why are we so afraid of love? It's because there are so many factors that won't agree with our significant other, but if fate has it, it will last forever, right? So why let others get in your way of finding your one true love? Get a fishing pole and go fish in a river, a lake, a pond, go to the sea with a net, or go deep sea fishing, because guess what? Love is out there for everyone, we just have to look hard enough. :)

Things aren't the same.

Thing's have changed, for the better or for the worst. An easy example of this, for those of you that watch TV, is the change from okay things, to just complete crap. The change in yourself is so minute, you will never notice it while it is happening. Think about it this way: We grow taller, not a lot for some people, but we do as we go from kids to adults. If you've ever had a pet, you will never notice how big your pet is getting while it's aging. Never is the wrong term... more like, hardly. "Never is only reven spelled backwards." -House M.D.

I don't know if it's just me, but I feel like things have changed so much since I was a kid. I don't want toys or video games constantly, yes I still want them, but I don't need them. I used to be a little dumb kid, not really good at anything in school, sucked at athletics (not that that's changed much) but, what triggers these changes? It wasn't like I woke up one morning deciding that I wanted to be smart, not that I didn't want to be smart, but more like wanting to put that thought to action. But being wise is different. You become more and more wise by trial and error, or even trial and succession. As a kid you touch the red stove, you yell, you cry, and your mind automatically says: NO MORE RED STOVE TOUCHING, or else it's a hazard to life ITSELF. I lie awake some nights just in though, wondering about the world, about my life, when'd I start doing that... this...?

The world needs another look at.

This week, I finally got my hands on a copy of Watchmen by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons. Of course I've seen the movie, which was, again, AMAZING. I loved it, because it had a good balance of action and thought. Yes, the magic dreadful word, thought. People are so afraid of that word now-a-days. People don't read books, don't watch movies, don't even try to get into conversations with people that just may make you think a little. People said that Watchmen was just plain horrible, because they could not grasp onto the intellectual side, the thought provoking side, the fact that to get peace and the unity of tranquility, you must potentially pit the world against a common good disguised as a common bad to actually get "ebony and ivory, both together in perfect harmony." But I feel that, by reading and watching this movie, it shows how different the world really is, than from the perspective of just one person, in a city, in a state, in a country, on a world, in a galaxy, in this universe. People will always think of themselves as The Comedian, that, in the end, you will always get the last laugh. But before you get that dreaded last laugh, you will realize that the world's true scale is a lot bigger than it may seem. 

To many of the people that know me, you will know that, I'm not, or was never, this smart, or this thought provoked. Yes, I have changed. For the better or for the supposed worse. But I like to think for the better, because, I think it's best to learn the values and details of life early on. Yes, life has been tough. Yes, life is twisted and evil and cynical. But guess what? If life wasn't then nothing would be. Everything in the world would be peaceful, boring, and simple minded, now who truly wants that? What kind of world would Earth be, if everything was exactly the same, if everything was in harmony? I pretty bad and boring one, I'll tell you that. The world grows from the cynicism that it brings upon the human race. The Comedian in this graphic novel, finally sees the cynicism of the world, finally realizes all the bads that he has done, what he could have done to repent, or done instead of his horrific deeds. His death (Not a spoiler, it's first thing that happens) reveals the truth to the world, something he tried his hardest to figure out, that in the end, the good get the last laugh, even if they must do so in the worst of ways. As they say though, "the good die young." And in the end, The Comedian, though a twisted, f*cked up fellow, he sees that he is wrong, that the bad are truly wrong, and becomes good. Through that realization, he dies as the youngest of his old Super Hero Contingent. Of course, his death is a murder, which eventually leads to the horrid truth of "to spur peace and prosperity, you must foster the world against a common evil" even if it is a common good disguised as evil.