haha, if we're dreaming about the make-believe filmi world of old-world love, then i suppose it's not possible to love another. juliet can kill herself but her quota of one romeo is all she'll ever have; Nargis will shoot herself before anyone other than Raj will ever touch her; Meena can be a woman scorned but she'll never stop loving Raj saat-janamon tak. 😆
but if we step out of this celluloid reel world and get real, then i think anything goes. the essence of romantic love, which i think is what we are talking about here, is to my mind emotional and physical desires. yeh kambhakhat dil kab phisal jaata hai, pata hee naheen chalta hai- these spicy events might come unheeded and unwanted, but dont these possibilities make life exciting? dont they send the heart beating faster, the pulse racing again? if it's taboo, if it's dangerous, if it is hidden, it is all the more passionate. 😉
we may start out with these feelings for a spouse, but over time the relationship usually goes downhill romantically. the guy inevitably develops an ungainly paunch. it's the outcome of those years of being a monday morning quarterback. instead of a charming "honey, where are we going for dinner?", it becomes a snarling "where's my dinner?". romantic love goes out the window. the candlelits turn fluoroscent. our emotional and physical needs go unfulfilled. it is then not just possible but probable that we would transfer our affections elsewhere. that's just our self-preservation tendency. after all, who doesn't want to feel desired/ wanted. it's a sin only if we actively seek out these thrills. but if it was all as uncontrollable as those nervous tics, then who are we to judge? 😆
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