Love you: For your brutality!

So let's face it. There is no reason why I should love you, but yet I do. I know its clichéd, but do I love you for a reason, and the reason is love? Actually not, I love you for reasons, damn good reason, and guess what, the reasons are aplenty. Let me think of some of them then.

I love you because you are the most beautiful thing on earth (Am I treating women as a commodity? :P). Its strange you know, particularly in the world of Priyanka Chopras and oh yes, the Padukones. I often ponder about it, when I can not think of anyone who is even remotely close to being as beautiful as you are. Well, love truly is strange :)

I also love you for being you. I love you when you are brutally honest. I love it when you tell me how exactly you feel about things (I do argue, very often at that; but come on, its my nature. The Argumentative Indian, rings a bell?). And even when I genuinely disagree with you, I still respect your thoughts. I come across as arrogant, but let me assure you, I just want to express my viewpoint. Some psychologists will present my case as having the worst communication problem, I know :D

I love you because you made me famous. People know me because you have been there, because people appreciate my love for you. Palash Sen :"Mashhoor hoon mein....wajeh tu hain unhe maloom nahin." I owe you a big big thank you for that. And hey, that does make me accountable to you. I am indeed.

I love you because when I look at old pictures, my day is made. When the first display of public affection is still alive in stills, I love it. When I remember the way you blushed, I love it. When I revisit the thrill I had, I love you even more. Does that remind you of a train journey? I hope you remember :)

I love you because you know me. You, for some inexplicable reason, know it when I lie, when I am sad, and even when I hide stuff from you. How do you do it? Is that because you know the theory of keeping secrets, and being selective to the core? I love that. It proves you know me, like no one else, you do.

I love you when I remember that rainy evening, and that awesome walk. The single umbrella, the smile you had, and the candid admission of heavenly pleasure. Is there a better moment in my life? I seriously doubt.

I love you because you helped me see the world. You helped me know that there is a world beyond you. You made me experiment with the world. You helped me with your absence, you gave me a chance to miss you, like hell. And you helped me realize how desperately I want you, forever.

I love you because I can list thousands of other reasons why I love you. And I have the luxury of saving most of them for the next post. Trust me, not many people have that luxury.

But yes, I should say something you will love to end tonight. I love you because you have made it very clear that you are beyond my reach. You made me realize I made mistakes, terrible (fatal?) ones at that. I love you because you have made it brutally clear that I can dream, and dreams do not always come true. Neither do plans :)