PART I
“Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.” Songs of Solomon
Anyway, back at my point: love. Love—based on my own understanding of the word—is the most abused word by many who sought it as if buying new clothes that would fit their body. Love shouldn’t be level down according to individual standard like many have done nowadays. They’ve interpreted love as a mutual feeling aroused by constant rewinding of moments with a person, having good times and memories, accepting each others’ flattery and denying outside criticism. Even their parents have no goddamn right to interfere with their own affairs when they’re in love. Some people sought protection and affirmation that they’ve never experienced at the comfort of their own home, and now they found and felt it from someone they barely knew—a stranger—and abandoned their sanity and have chosen to follow their heart (as how they put it). How pathetic is it for a women to sacrifice her family because of her love (inappropriate term) for man that made her feel acceptable and loved that she haven’t felt before. Well all of us need a certain degree of attention or maybe appreciation from other “same” species as we are in order to feel accepted and important. If a girl is courted by her dreamed man—someone that will fulfill her princess-like fantasy—she is so in to it, and if that would be the case; she will take little notice that a worm-of-rebellion, against her parents’ will, will crawl its way to her psyche eating what is left of her consciousness of what is wrong—based on parents’ standard—and start to be independent in her own thought. How many of you have thought to leave home and start to have a life as what western culture have practiced? But in reality the dream of making your own decisions in life—that no parents would meddle—will only come into fulfillment once you set your own course and stop feeding from the provision that your parents provided you, that would mean your parents provision will be a privilege and not a right anymore.
After I’ve watched some American films such as: the made of honor, American pie (some of its series), Keith, and many other films I cant mention, influenced me in away to believe that what the movies were tying to convey was right and reasonable to believe and sometimes can be a reference of excuses for impudent acts (this is for mischievous people, I think.). The power of auto-suggestion that can be acquired by spending hours of watching American and even European films is so powerful to adulterate a person’s mind in thinking that the kind of love they portrayed is the universal love that is to be embraced by all people in different walks of life. There is a big problem of distinguishing genuine love from man-made-all-about-flesh kind of love. In my next post I’ll try to elaborate more on these issues.