"how deep is your love?" - the Bee Gees, and me.

"when i'm six feet under and the bugs are eating my heart, all they'll taste is ..."- well, probably just the same earthy, decomposed mess that they taste with everyone else. which is exactly why i don't understand why we wait so long to tell those around us we love them. instead, we save it- like the last slice of birthday cake, like the dress you bought on a whim and are 'saving for an occasion', like that one message we've typed and re-typed, only to never send.

we've turned love into something stored for occasions - weddings, birthdays, farewells, hospital rooms. but love was never meant to be grand, never meant to be stored. the extra snack you bring your friend, the song you send a special someone and say, "this reminded me of you". the whispered "text me when you reach" when leaving a gathering, and staying up till you know they're safe and okay. now that? that's the real love.

whether we like it or not, the inevitable truth is that, where there is a beginning, there is an end. there will be a last day, a last conversation. and the scary part? we'll never know which its going to be. no warning, nothing. it might be a random Tuesday argument with your dad about something that never really mattered. it might be a 40-second phone call where you hissed "I'll call you back later" into the phone and cut the call on your worried mother. It might be a message from your partner that you half forgot about, half didn't bother replying to.

and THAT is why i think that we should start to confuse people with the idea of love today (not the movie, love pradeep tho), instead of trying to impress blissfully ignorant bugs.

now, when i say love, i don't just mean the kiss your boy/girlfriend below the Eiffel tower type (courtesy to my friend's delusions:)).

go, tell your friends how much you love them, even if they get on nerves you didn't know existed.

tell your parents how much you love them, even if they don't understand half the things you say.

tell that one quiet friend how big a difference they make in your life; how boring life would be without them.

tell people they matter when they're still here to roll their eyes at you and say "okay, why are you being so emotional?".

tell the people you love, that you love them. just maybe not at 2am. some people wake up and assume someone died.

jokes apart, say it often. say it awkwardly, or enveloped in a hug. say it in jokes, in songs, at the end of your phone calls; in deep late-night conversations, and in random tuesday messages. say it, because love should not become famous only after someone is gone. it should be normal, casual, alive.

don't leave the deepness of the love in your heart for the bugs to discover.

xoxo, adhira

before the bugs find out, people should too.