LOVE OR TROPHY

I often wonder the relationships that we often call love between the two sexes are they for real or just another trophy on the mantle. It all comes down to wearing the best of clothes to impress each other to have nothing but to have the best and the most candid stories to tell. Long gone are the days where love was about passion and compassion for one another when men wooed women with their poetry or their bravery. It has become more of like an asset a trophy to have a boyfriend or a girlfriend. And instead of poetry we have the language of Gucci and do you speak prada my dear... Women are no longer known for their intelligence or beauty but it is the jimmy choos and Carlton London that defines them. Love lust passion has become past tense in an age that loves by the apples and blackberry’s you have. It was more than fantasy that inspired Shakespeare to write Romeo and Juliet the most clichéd love story of all times and the events of those time must have surely inspired this love story of his. The Romeo of today has many Juliet’s waiting for him and vice versa and their love stories have short spans as another is waiting to begin with another Romeo. Have we all succumbed to materialistic pleasures to such extent that we get blinded by them and fail to see life’s true worth? In a lifetime people call so short we go through innumerable relationships of love and hate and end up regretting most of them. Was this so called short life worth all the regrets? Or are we too busy experimenting or tossing are lives to unworthy infatuations and all good for nothing relationships. Our love interest is nothing but just a mere trophy decorating the mantle that later on becomes an obligation on us and at times it’s too late to turn back. When you have had enough of socializing and the flow of wine doesn’t tempt you any longer you want somebody by your side and then you look up at the decorated mantle and find your trophy no longer there it lies smashed on the ground. Broken. So why don’t we all do a favor to ourselves and remove the trophy from the mantle. It will no longer be a burden an obligation or just a mere decoration in your life. Instead cherish the one you love and try not to be a showstopper all the time. The quite times spent together at home besides the fireplace are worth much more than the times spent bustling among people you hardly know where the only thing common among you and them is your phony attitude and the label on your clothes. Take time to smell the roses my friend…life is too short for your whims and fancies. Its about time we learn to respect and adore the love in our life rather than displaying it people who are not even worthy of it.