P.S. I Love You

Love is...

This is a question that man has pondered over for millions of years. Shakespeares wrote about it, ancient folklores included it, and even modern days stories cannot escape from it.

Today, I watched Sex and the City for the 2nd time. You would have to put me on a death row for not following the series for a god-forsaken period. Neverthless, the editors did a superb job in summarising the major happenings (or what I have missed so far) in our heroines' lives into a tight 5 min intro at the start of the show.

While watching the movie, I was touched by the yearning and hope for love, yet saddened by the insecurities and fragility of it. The scene when Carrie Bradshaw smashed the bouquet of lillies on Mr. Big's head was a classic. You could see the angst and humiliation in Carrie's eyes; the importance of each hit, as if to signify the destruction of their love; and the choice of weapon - flowers - something so delicate, like love, yet damaging, when good love turns into hatred.

This movie is bound for the all-time favorite list for many (at least it's in mine). So, those who have not paid your dues to Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte, and of course, Samantha, please do it NOW. Your S$10 bucks and time are certainly worth it.

On this Saturday night, I have chosen a quiet time at home and picked up a romantic title - P.S. I Love You by Hilary Swank and Gerard Butler (I know what you are thinking of...). I have heard pretty decent reviews on the show and was anticipating for some tear-filled moments, but was slightly disappointed by how far-fetched and uneventful (ok, boring) the plot can be. I still give due credits to Hilary Swank's Oscar-worthy performance, but the story didn't quite did her much justice as she seemed kind of restraint in it most of the time.

Having said that, the idea of moving on positively after a love relationship dawned onto me. Sometimes, it is not the possession of a loved one that depicts the dedication of love. It is making the person happy; allowing him or her to have the freedom to fulfil personal dreams and be happy; that's what is most important. Interestingly, sometimes, you will feel much happier if you can help the other person get back onto track in life after a failed relationship. Never burn your bridges.

Speaking from my experience, I believe love is about accomodating and respecting each other. No one's borne the same, even though we are from the same planet. The various backgrounds, families and even friends can change and model a person's character differently.

Trust is to be earned but when it's received, cherish it like a prized trophy. Don't break it.

And, never, ever desert or dump your loved ones aside when you are upset or angry over trivial issues. For this is the most hurtful thing that you can do onto your partner and sometimes, the process is non-reversible. Meeting that special someone is a God's gift. If you choose to forsake it, the chance will pass, and it may be too late for any regrets.

Most recently, I have met a couple of new friends and this particular person has shown me a different side of love - chaste and pure. Thank you, my friend.

Regardless, I have not given up on Love yet. So neither should you.

Stanley

P.S. I Love You