Tia Sharma
Dear reader,
I believe in science and of how all of man's emotions are mere chemically controlled reactions between powered hormones. Humans over the course of evolution have just given these reactions names. Some of these inevitable and naturally occurring reactions are called fear, angst, surprise, lust, anger, hunger, happiness, content, joy etc. According to me, all these reactions are our body's way of expressing needs. Now imagine if the body tells you through all It's systems, that it is hungry. The brain through Its neurons, stimulates the need for eating. It is only then that one realises it is time to eat. Nourishment is a need. Hunger, is an emotion.
Similarly, deriving a scientific logic to love is easy. But the problem here is, do you believe in Its existence? Because unlike hunger, love needs recognition. Love needs attention. And it unquestioningly involves two people.
I believe that, when God created the universe, he ensured equidistribution of this marvellous compelling emotion called “love". It exists in all forms, all styles, in everything and in everyone. There’s of course more pure forms of love, like the love between children and their parents, pups and their owners, but there also exist what we know as one sided love, unrequited love, broken love, and the list of it, is definitely endless.
Here, I'd like to talk about this one particular sensation, that of first love. I know how Bollywood has made a big deal of this whole concept. Love at first sight and phrases like that becoming exceedingly common and condescending. All this hype only drove me into believing against the existence of first love. I felt that it was an exaggeration.
Until i met him. And all my believes shook. It felt like an earthquake that moved all my convictions.
Even when i want to tell you how it all began and tell you how it was my first love; for story purposes, (and because it is my narrative and i can tell the story according to my choice) i will do so later.
Let's talk about today first.
I am a 21 year old girl. Normal family, normal college, normal lifestyle. Needless to say, i am exceedingly normal in every aspect that there is. Like every young adult, i aim to eat and party and get a proper 8 hour nap every night and that is exactly what i am used to getting. In this emerging and evolving world of high aims goals and ambitions, i am an average mediocre. Like every 21st century 21 year old, I've been through the regular teenage crushes, teenage heart break, and all of the high school drama. I didn't believe in love or abstracts like that because i believed in the temporality of life and all living beings in general. Circumstances have got me those derivatives.
But this is not my story. This is of a girl called Tia Sharma.
Who is Tia sharma? Where does she come from? And why am i writing this story about her? I mean, what is it about this girl that deserves to be written in a story and more so, read By you?
To answer this, let me now tell you about my first love. When i was in college, there was a very very good looking guy I sort of had an acquaintance of. Well, you know, Instagram sort of allows you to see parts of people people. To checkout their pictures. To get a peak into their lives. So here, I was all busy, looking through his profile, trying to find out everything i could about him. Over the next couple of months , I went through his pictures, the comments section, his followers. Everything. But do you know the irony of this? This is not the person this story is about.
All through my usage of the internet (that’s just me trying not to use the word stalk), i skipped through various profiles on his follow lists, and one of those random followers, luckily with an open account, was who i later came to call “my guy" or the “love of my life" or “my first love" or “the moon of my existence”. Well, you get the idea.
I mean, what are the chances? Finding the guy, on your crushes profile. Isn’t that like, the mother of coincidence or something? People would use fancy terms like destiny, fate, cupid and all that, but I don’t believe in that. I however believe in soulmates. how the universe struggles to bring together two people who are perfectly made for each other. (Although here I'd like to talk about how easy Itd just be, if the two people came with tags written by god. Some symbol, some name, some anything that’d enable them to know, that this is the right one. Don’t you think that’d save people from a lot of heartbreak and make everything simpler?) call it whatever you want actually, but that is how i met him.
Lets just call him DkP. Short for Dhruv k papa. Cause well, my story my wish. I dont want to tell you his name.
See, every girl has an idea on what sort of a guy she'd want in her life. The whole concept of shaadi, the boyfriend. Everyone has an ideal. A list of things one wants. I wanted a tall guy, with dimples, extra charming, funny, a committed guy , a loyal person and all of the good things in the world. I had that list ready from when i was in school. And this guy turned out to be almost everything on that list. Undoubtedly, DkP is my first love.
Here are a few things that are true, but are portrayed enhanced in Bollywood. First love does happen suddenly. Like a lot of other good things, it happens when you least expect it, or even, need it. Which is all the more reason to you not realising or recognising it's course. It just happens. Unconditionally and irrevocably happens. It may not always be permanent. According To me that is the difference between a soulmate and our life partner. A soulmate has a standing impact on out lives. A life partner however makes us a better person and stays by our side throughout with love. First love will always be a memory. No matter what happens, one will always remember one's first love. Cause it is new. There’s so much to explore, to learn. This is what i learnt from my first love.
Well, now are you wondering as to how all this is related to Tia Sharma? Tia Sharma is my brain child. I made Tia Sharma. What she does, who she likes, what she likes, her history, her civics, and her geography, her philosophy, psychology and everything else is predetermined by me. How is that possible you'd ask me; I'd refuse to tell you. Cause then you'd get all judgy and not read on. So again, with explicit use of a writer's licence, I choose to temporarily omit this piece of information. what exactly is this about you'd wonder? Read on I'd say.
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