Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Love..!..

If you'd take a dictionary and look up for the word "LOVE", this would come up.:

loved, past participle; loved, past tense; loves, 3rd person singular present; loving, present participle
Feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone)
- do you love me?

Like very much; find pleasure in
- I'd love a cup of tea, thanks
- I just love dancing
- a fun-loving girl

loves, plural
An intense feeling of deep affection
- babies fill parents with intense feelings of love
- their love for their country

A deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone
- it was love at first sight
- they were both in love with her
- we were slowly falling in love

A personified figure of love, often represented as Cupid

A great interest and pleasure in something
- his love for football
- we share a love of music

Affectionate greetings conveyed to someone on one's behalf

A formula for ending an affectionate letter
- take care, lots of love, Judy

A person or thing that one loves
- she was the love of his life
- their two great loves are tobacco and whiskey

A friendly form of address
- it's all right, love

Used to express affectionate approval for someone
- don't fret, there's a love

(in tennis, squash, and some other sports) A score of zero; nil
- love fifteen
- he was down two sets to love

Aint love grand.?.
I mean, there is much more to it, besides looking at the meaning of the word..!
Believe not.?..Not to worry.. :) ..'cause I am about to unfold a chapter of someone's life.. Yes, it's a true story..!


Like always, Hernandez was riding his cycle in the block where he stays. He loves to spend time with nature when he is alone. steering through the cool breeze, chasing the occasional vehicle that passes, watching people doing stuffs at home, racing through the pits and holes filled with rainwater after the few downpours; all this was one of the daily my-special-time-alone routine he used to have. He always wanted to friend, but didn't had the honor to have kids of his age in his locality, call it luck or destiny, so he always missed being somebody's friend, more than just a boy who lives right next to my house.


Being a natural born'n'gifted mind, his parents had huge expectations as being the elder son (God.!.isn't that too soon.?). Hern (As called by his friends) was aware of it and tried to keep up. He believed that his parents' happiness would keep him happy too. He went to Maryland's State High school, one of the best and near home. The fee was hefty, $5000 a year, but his father paid it. Mr. Sanchez, his father, always considered spend money on education as an investment deal (And the best one.!). And so far, the educational and social (etiquette) front was well taken care of and was going good.


It's the social (emotional) arena, where he thought to be a sore looser. No one is born as an emotionally subtle person. It's the initial 6-7 years which makes up the psychological frame work of the brain. Hern's family had been a disputed one. He usually used to catch glimpse of his father and his uncles sharing uncouth words on mere issue of authority and ego, which used to disturb the peace which he shares with his parents. Effected by this, his father lose his temper very frequently. Hernandez was used of the scolding and frequent beating up by Mr. Sanchez on petty things. Frightened by these activities, he gradually lost his self-confidence and self-esteem.


This brought about change in his various, daily routine. Around the age of 12, he went into a shell, an invisible, unbreakable shell from where he saw no one and pretend to think that no one's looking at him. He ceased to exist. He became a bookworm, a psycho. He had friends but for namesake. Soon, he was trapped inside such a shell. His parents couldn't comprehend the reason behind recent behaviour. Hern became ignorant, dull, short tempered. Like his soul isn't there.


Would Hernandez be able to come out of it or will he crush under its pressure.?
How can a teen survive such self created atrocities.?
Is teenage really that difficult.?


I'll be continuing it...Stay glued for more...:D

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