how is it

that the person who gives you the most, takes away even more, unknowingly, unflinchingly

how is it

that in the starting few months of your love story, you love ever so deeply but still stay insecure and fragile

how is it

that your most alone moments after a fight or an argument are spent in isolation but still surrounded by the glimpses of the ‘other’

how is it

that sometimes we want to stop fighting but our body physically makes it impossible for us to do so

how is it

that we feel so much for our relationships and our familial issues and yet don’t care enough for all the wrongdoings going on in our country

how is it

that we are built this way? to care so much and yet not at all

and why is it

that to awaken our sense of nationalism, I am writing a poem that begins with love and relationships merely to get everyone’s attention