Love
Not too long ago, I watched an entire series of a Taiwanese idol drama on dvd. I was so drawn into the simple, tear-jerking plot because the drama started with a pair of kids that hit my tender nerve.
It began with Boy meets Girl in an orphanage. Boy gets adopted and promised he'd look for Girl when they grew up. Years went by, Boy had a good upbringing in a rich and influential household and was set to take over the family business, even though there was an authentic eldest Daughter in the family. Girl went to a less well-off family and lived a simple, carefree but none to easy life. By some bizarre coincidence, Boy meets Girl again and while he knew who she was, she didn't know who he was. Boy embarked on the journey to look after Girl and fulfilled his promise to her. But of course, things didn't stop there. Daughter hated Boy because she was secondary heir to the business despite being the only real child. Yet eventually, because of Boy's capability and leadership qualities, Daughter began to fall in love with Boy. Boy was torn between pursuing his true love (Girl) and fulfilling his duties as adopted son by marrying into the family he was brought up in. Daughter was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Her last wish was to have Boy with her. Boy was compelled to marry her and had to put his love for Girl on hold. It took him several painful decisions and more than a year, before he could finally reconcile his love with Girl.
Love stories always get into me, and cheesy as it might be, the emotions felt can get so real. Daughter knew that Boy didn't love her, and that his one true love was Girl, yet even though she couldn't possess his heart, she was contented to have him physically by her side. Boy, being the nice guy he is, did not want to break Daughter's heart especially before she died, and so agreed to try and love her, which he did, but it was perhaps a different type of love from Girl. He would look after her and care for her, spend time with her and bring her to places where she wanted to go. Simply put took up the responsibility of making her last days as happy as possible, even though his heart really belonged to someone else.
If you ask me, I really don't know where the joy is, to have someone but not have someone.
Just the other day, a friend commented that we shouldn't be with someone just because he did something that moved us or proved himself worthy of our love. Because if we did end up with the guy, it would be out of sympathy rather than love. That is why sometimes the guy can be such a bastard, you know it, but you still want to be with him. And for this, I know another friend who's in such a situation. Well, maybe that's what love is about. At least, that was my friend's take on it.
If given a choice, I'd rather give the guy up than have him take me out of sympathy. I find no bliss nor happiness in possessing the person because the heart is what matters to me. He doesn't need to be here with me all the time, but if his heart is, it's enough to make me glow with contentment. But of course, there are people like Daughter, who doesn't mind it one bit because at least it allowed her to live out her illusions.
Whatever it is, in this age, love has become a somewhat overused term because it does mean so much yet does so little.
Do people get together out of love? Or is it game of winning over by sympathy?
Do people get married out of love? Or because it only seemed natural to do so?
Do people make babies out of love? Or because there are benefits to be reaped?
It's sad when you slip into the "natural order" of things without love, because love is such a beautiful concept in the appropriate sense. It is the fundamental element for the sustenance of any relationship because if there is love, there will always be a way out of things no matter how dire they seem.
Endnote:
I was standing all alone against the world outside
You were searching, for a place to hide
Lost and lonely, now you've given me the will to survive
When we're hungry, love will keep us alive
Don't you worry, sometimes you just gotto let it ride
The world is changing, right before your eyes
Now I've found you, there's no more emptiness inside
When we're hungry, love will keep us alive
Exactly what I mean.
It began with Boy meets Girl in an orphanage. Boy gets adopted and promised he'd look for Girl when they grew up. Years went by, Boy had a good upbringing in a rich and influential household and was set to take over the family business, even though there was an authentic eldest Daughter in the family. Girl went to a less well-off family and lived a simple, carefree but none to easy life. By some bizarre coincidence, Boy meets Girl again and while he knew who she was, she didn't know who he was. Boy embarked on the journey to look after Girl and fulfilled his promise to her. But of course, things didn't stop there. Daughter hated Boy because she was secondary heir to the business despite being the only real child. Yet eventually, because of Boy's capability and leadership qualities, Daughter began to fall in love with Boy. Boy was torn between pursuing his true love (Girl) and fulfilling his duties as adopted son by marrying into the family he was brought up in. Daughter was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Her last wish was to have Boy with her. Boy was compelled to marry her and had to put his love for Girl on hold. It took him several painful decisions and more than a year, before he could finally reconcile his love with Girl.
Love stories always get into me, and cheesy as it might be, the emotions felt can get so real. Daughter knew that Boy didn't love her, and that his one true love was Girl, yet even though she couldn't possess his heart, she was contented to have him physically by her side. Boy, being the nice guy he is, did not want to break Daughter's heart especially before she died, and so agreed to try and love her, which he did, but it was perhaps a different type of love from Girl. He would look after her and care for her, spend time with her and bring her to places where she wanted to go. Simply put took up the responsibility of making her last days as happy as possible, even though his heart really belonged to someone else.
If you ask me, I really don't know where the joy is, to have someone but not have someone.
Just the other day, a friend commented that we shouldn't be with someone just because he did something that moved us or proved himself worthy of our love. Because if we did end up with the guy, it would be out of sympathy rather than love. That is why sometimes the guy can be such a bastard, you know it, but you still want to be with him. And for this, I know another friend who's in such a situation. Well, maybe that's what love is about. At least, that was my friend's take on it.
If given a choice, I'd rather give the guy up than have him take me out of sympathy. I find no bliss nor happiness in possessing the person because the heart is what matters to me. He doesn't need to be here with me all the time, but if his heart is, it's enough to make me glow with contentment. But of course, there are people like Daughter, who doesn't mind it one bit because at least it allowed her to live out her illusions.
Whatever it is, in this age, love has become a somewhat overused term because it does mean so much yet does so little.
Do people get together out of love? Or is it game of winning over by sympathy?
Do people get married out of love? Or because it only seemed natural to do so?
Do people make babies out of love? Or because there are benefits to be reaped?
It's sad when you slip into the "natural order" of things without love, because love is such a beautiful concept in the appropriate sense. It is the fundamental element for the sustenance of any relationship because if there is love, there will always be a way out of things no matter how dire they seem.
Endnote:
I was standing all alone against the world outside
You were searching, for a place to hide
Lost and lonely, now you've given me the will to survive
When we're hungry, love will keep us alive
Don't you worry, sometimes you just gotto let it ride
The world is changing, right before your eyes
Now I've found you, there's no more emptiness inside
When we're hungry, love will keep us alive
Exactly what I mean.
posted by Me at 12:40 am
1 Comments:
Hey hey... I watched that show too! But can't remember which one it was, coz I was crazy bout those Taiwan ou xiang jus at one point, but the storylines are so similar they've just become a blur to me.
What profound musings about love. And I so agree we really all do need to have better foundations in the technicality of the language. Even till now, even if I am able to speak ok, I don't know what adjectives, adverbs etc are.
Happy Chinese New Year babe... and have a good year ahead!
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