How much space does
hatred enjoy in love? I don't know the answer but going by the
stories that circulate on the mecca of information—the Internet—and
some personal instances, i feel both love and hatred enjoy each
other's company. One feeds another. A person who hates something but
loves something else has always been considered normal. Expecting a
being to give up hatred and embrace love in all its varied forms is
asking for too much. A more reasonable demand would be expecting
indifference. Absolute indifference, if that isn't too much to ask
for! Usually, love suffers a lot. Similarly, those who hate suffer a
lot too. But an indifferent person manages to remain untouched by the
world. And that's where the trick lies. You must have read about that
girl who set her philandering boyfriend's genitals on fire while he
was fast asleep. Isn't that a case of sweet love turning into sour
hatred? What purpose does that barbaric act serve? Maybe he'll learn
his lesson and keep his dick to himself the next time around. But
that's to be seen and not guaranteed. A more sensible person in her
place would have undertaken a much braver act. She would have turned
indifferent to him and shut him out of her life—for good. By doing
what she did, she assumed revenge when in reality, she was just
exhibiting the importance she is placing on his penis. Maybe that's what
love does to you. It makes you hate for the mistaken reasons.
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