The extraordinary start...

It's strange when things start extraordinarily, and then soon, with time become ordinary. I am not the kind to leave things half said, not the kind to beat around the bush and leave people thinking. I am the kind, who tries to explain the smallest of things into essays when they really could probably have been said in one line.

The essays, the thesis goes on because I really try to explain them to myself. As I write, I understand how I feel. Before I started writing, I was confused.

When things begin, say for example, a love affair... everything is so extraordinary - there is so much to talk about, several hours of chat, several hours of phonecalls, the excitement to be with the person, the struggle, the overcoming of obstacles to get to her/him...

And suddenly, it all becomes normal. The hours of phone calls turn into a two-three minute call which ends with an "I love you" mostly assuring yourself that you still do, and it's how a phonecall should end, or it's just become a plain habit.

If it's a long distance, the mails, when earlier there used to be three-four, sometimes five in your inbox before you reached your computer everyday, turn into a two-line reply maybe once a week...

When gmail used to be your favourite site, which you'd refresh every two minutes, suddenly becomes a site you log into maybe once a week.

It's sad that the extraordinary moments end, and everything becomes normal... ordinary, just like it always is, always should have been probably. So that there isn't a sudden change, which makes you feel the moments are lost, are gone, are history. Now it's one big long drag, which might even last a lifetime.

But you gotta be understanding they assert. It's fair... every new relationship has some electricity about it which gradually calms down with time. He/she gets busy with his/her work, knowing that he\she's got you. Now no more, mailing a hundred times in a day, no more crazy phone calls that lasted forever, which seemed no more than a minute.

It's sad, but it's true. No wonder a hardcore romantic like me has been in 25 relationships - always looking for the first few extraordinary moments.

I could have started and ended this post with just, "It's strange when things start extraordinarily, and then soon, with time, become ordinary."

But I'm not the kind who leaves things half said.