We have often heard about how one is freckle minded. The phase implying that the said person is not decisive and usually has a difficult time sticking to a single decision.
Today I watched a Hindi movie, Dil Kabbadi. It is a movie which would be classified as Art Cinema or parallel cinema or real cinema. The essence of the movie title and the story boils down to the concept of having a "fickle heart", the new villain to love stories...
Gone are the days (mostly) when parents and society stood against the love of the young. Today falling in love is no longer frowned upon. Parents are accepting and so is society. The problem now is in the process of falling in love. Apparently if you think you are in love chances are you would be falling out of it sooner or later. Lucky if you fall out before the marriage, unlucky if it is after the marriage. Or is it? Is the process of falling in and out of love as simple as changing clothes or shoes or mobile phones?
How then can we ensure that the falling in love we are experiencing is the real thing, the final change or the perfect mobile phone? When do we stop thinking there is someone better, more handsome, more understanding, more worthy and the list goes on.. How do we know the flutter in the stomach and the racing of the heart is for life and not going to stop dead when we wake up tomorrow?
