FALL in LOVE or RISE in LOVE !!

What happens when your heart breaks- Tears, screeches in heart, appetite loss, insomnia, sheer
disability of brain to function – common? To the world – YES !! Heart break does come with lot of
peripherals though (some can be different for men and women).
Weight loss – biggest of them (this is definitely a PLUS of heartbreak for women – and I would
advocate this being a women)- how effortlessly you shed so many kilos- you have never been able to
do paying shell to dieticians (remember the average rate per gram you calculated- miniscule – lost in
decimals (wink emoji) and all those cravings you have controlled – only ones that increases calories –
I meant- wink).
While you are mourning the loss and complaining- someone comes and tells you- babes hello- you
can wear that “Little Black Dress” yet again, remember the BALI BIKINI weight targets you had-
suddenly it all seems so REAL and so ACHIEVABLE. Surely someone who invented the saying – “Light
at the end of tunnel has seen it all” . Why the hell do we need dieticians – these matters of heart
can solve lot of it.
Now MEN supposedly are known to handle heartbreaks much better- is it? Maybe not, maybe it’s
just the image that has been created for them. Well, the science says- Men take much longer than
women and they have more fucked up brains for long time.
Now imagine a heartbroken man with fucked up brains- ever complaining mode- packing for an
outstation business trip with a HEAVY HEART- both he can’t avoid ☹ (the show must GO ON and
there are no heartbreak leaves- remember.)
Next morning- at Airport – with a dose of caffeine- he somehow forces brain to think about the vitals
of life- surviving business. And a sudden realisation-did I even pack your trousers- or were they just
bunch of shirts or some random piece of no use clothing!! Highly likely SHIT- NO TROUSERS.
De-railing of thoughts- content of the meeting to visuals of the meeting. Talking high level crap in
shirt, tie and what SHORTS (Are they even there? wink) Fuck- let’s get some stupid brand richer- buy
buy buy (all that he can think off in this moment). Even after splurging a shell- its not operational
(damn why isn’t he this 6 feet Tall Dark Handsome model- who fits the brand sizes – too late to
realise and blame the parent’s genes)
So, this one is all in VAIN- maybe destination city can solve it (farther we are from issues- closer we
are to the solutions- like literally). Landing at 10- all he can see is some local delicacies (why the hell
the focus is so much on eating in our country). Damn we need to dress up too (basic if not well-
please GOD help). The whole way of visualising, over thinking and self-cursing- MAN – who does that
in LOVE and HEARTBREAKS- we are supposed to FALL but not without pants- hello
Time to check his whims on reaching hotel- opening the suitcase- and wow- he definitely has fallen
but not yet BRUISED BADLY- the instincts were still on TROUSERS he’s got one. Only ONE though-
you gotta survive 3 days in it Man !! but its okay- what is that LOVE- if it cant let you forget your
TROUSERS
He does survive in those for next 3 days- in one single PANTS (imagine the dirt, the judgemental
looks (inke pas ek hi hai kya wink)- the heartbreak residuals and some biological chemicals FALLING-
dude this wasn’t worth falling for sure).

End of day 3 on the way back – thinking that he survived OKAY. Changed back to slightly less malign
jeans – with some introspection- and HE SWORE to NEVER FALL IN LOVE – but only RISE from now
ON – that too with full clothing on !!