Thursday, January 01, 2009

Love Is Not A Pot Of Lamb Stew.

YOU GOTTA ASK YOURSELF A SIMPLE QUESTION; is love a pot of stew that you have to slow-cook for at least 3 hours? If it is not, then the obvious answer would be; ma'am, I think we should stop seeing each other.
Gotta be honest from the start about this whole thing called love because as far as I'm concerned there are only two kinds of love in this whole wide world. You may think different. Or you may believe there are more than two kinds of love in this world, or just one. Whatever you think I'm sure it's the right thing but you gotta trust me when it comes to love because I'm as good as you can get as the sole authority in the whole wide world on a subject so very dear to my heart as L.O.V.E. Like I've said, there are only two kinds of love.
One - the kinda love you feel for someone so strong that you are willing to do anything for her because; she asks you to - like jumping over the neighbor's fence to fight with the dog that has been barking all day long that it is giving her a first-class headache. If you are not willing to do this (without arguing or stop to ask whether this action is normal in a relationship) then you know that the kinda of love you feel for her is not of the first-class kind but of a slightly inferior in quality. I call it love category #2.
Two - the kinda love you feel for someone because she's OK, or a good sport. You don't have to tell me about it but you know the kinda love you feel for her isn't strong enough for you to do something other than fetch a glass of water for her when she's thirty. You know that you are not willing to do anything more courageous than this; like cycling full speed going downhill on a bike at 10 o'clock at night. You may be a smart guy with a university degree to think that a woman won't ask her man to do this if she really loves you but you don't know women as well as I do. She may be a perfectly normal person during the day when the sun is shining like a giant bulb. But when the sun goes down, she may start to behave different and start to ask you to do things for her like re-engineer her washing machine into a front-loading cake mixer. And she won't take no for answer, at least until the sun comes up again the next day.
I know a lot of people out there who believe that love is pot of lamb stew. They fall in love of the second kind and then, they let it simmer until it becomes first-class love. It's fine if you have all the time in the world to watch love grows into a pot of lamb stew. I'm not in a hurry but I believe different. I believe in the kinda love that hits you hard in the face like being hit by a fridge. The kind I used to experience that it made me do things I wouldn't have done under normal circumstances; like walking up to a woman sitting in a table to ask if she'd marry me. There's a 100 percent chance that she'd say 'NO' but you only live once - and you may fall in love one or two times in your life. Maybe three. But you only experience true love once. So you've gotta be honest to yourself. You gotta be honest enough to say 'will you marry me' and not think about whether the answer is gonna be a 'No' or a 'Yes'. You've gotta take that chance because love of the first-class kind can only happen once. But for me, it can happen like four or sixteen times in a single morning. He he.

18 Comments:

Blogger Kak Teh said...

Bergen, selamat menyambut tahun baru.

Love (at least this freezing morning) is leaving the warm comforts of the duvet, to make roti jala and chicken curry.
Lamb stew lain hari laa.

10:31 PM  
Blogger bergen said...

Kak Teh: I believe leaving the warm comforts of the duvet to make roti jala and chicken curry is harder than jumping over the neighbor's fence. You have that first-class love going on there, ma'am. Salute!

Salam to you and abang wan.

10:39 PM  
Blogger mamasita said...

Bergen,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Still di alam cinta?My my..I am still wondering what is true love till today.
Anyway, your version is so hilarious.Macam kapalterbang pulak.Ada 1st class and economy class!hehehe.

Please bro.Come to my blog and tengok some of my photos dengan my boys ye?My eldest boy tu tengah so in love.Dia nak brtunang before going back to the UK on the 13th.
I am so worried takdan!Quietly,I tengah panik jugak.Dia ingat just buy her an engagement ring and just bagi!hahaha

11:22 PM  
Blogger An-Nimr said...

Bergen,

I thought I was the only one who fell in love like ten times a day. Hahaha...Love IS that lamb stew waiting to be cecah with french bread you break off with your hands, at 11pm at night when I sneak into your? my? kitchen!

12:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

have you ever found out what happened to her or do you need to hop on the plane to melb to find out if she still hold the torch for ya like you do for her... your love is, oh so intensely sweet and worth waiting for... btw do you do desserts??

9:38 AM  
Anonymous Percicilan said...

Having a good lamb stew is indeed lovely. Heart stopping love is not love in my humble opinion. It's just adrenalin rush. :)

10:23 AM  
Blogger Sunflora said...

Happy New Year Bergen!

Love is sugar ans spice and everything nice. What about commitment?

12:25 PM  
Blogger Mek Na said...

Selamat tahun baru Bergen...love to me is like chipsmore, kejap ada kejap tak de...mesti kena cara utk kekalkannya ;p

5:06 PM  
Blogger Kata Tak Nak said...

Love is dangerous really. You are someone else when you are in love. Did she love you or that someone else. If it is reciprocated love then you better not turn into your real self.

6:21 PM  
Blogger Ratu said...

best jugak blog ni...whoaa bicara cinta di awal tahun baru 2009. bagus bagus !

6:56 PM  
Blogger Zabs said...

Salam Maal Hijrah dan Tahun Baru 2009, Bergen.

10:34 PM  
Blogger D said...

I definitely go for Numero Uno kinda love. I had that and it was the best. I don't think anyone can ever love me the way my late husband did, unless God wills differently.

I'm now shattered - how can I possibly fall in love again?

4:01 PM  
Blogger dee3 said...

whoa.. 4 or 5 times a day?
with the same person, i hope?!
:p
hehe

the question that remains:
numero uno?

8:24 PM  
Blogger bergen said...

Mamasita: Nanti kenduri kawin can I come?

An-Nimr: Love is good for ya, ma'am. LOL.

Anonymous 9:38AM: I know this sounds crazy but I live with the idea that one day we'll be together again.

Percicilan: You're probably right, ma'am.

Sunflora: I reckon commitment comes as a package.

Mek Na: You're right there.

Kata Tak Nak: You've got something there, sir.

Ratu: Thank you for visiting, ma'am.

Zabs: Salam to you, sir. Thank you.

D: Salute, ma'am!

Dee3: Different person, LOL.

11:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

know that feeling, it's that deep connection/spark that only the two of you had and shared and couldn't be replaced nor taken away. like the right fit...

10:08 AM  
Blogger Justiffa said...

Bergen - matters of the heart? its amongst the great mysteries of life.. just when u think u have it all figured out, then wham, it hits u!! u just hafta hop on & hope for the best i guess :)

1:29 PM  
Anonymous Liza said...

Salam Bergen...

It's been such a long time since I last visited your blog. The last time I read, you were in love with a girl you met in a hypermarket. Hahaha... now checking your blog, I am not sure but still on the subject of LOVE.

Your love seems so intense. So romantic the way you write it. I too had been in Love. I learned the hard way that true love not necessarily have a happy ending :)

5:42 PM  
Anonymous ir_farah said...

"If I ever get to heaven, all I want is someone just like her"..How I wish ..someone said that to me.People may say no one ever died of a broken heart, but when you're suffering from one, it sure doesn't feel that way. You have this huge gaping hole in your heart that was left by someone. And sometimes you feel that this hole can never be filled and that you will be left with the hollow in your heart forever. Bila cinta tak kesampaian..senyum tanpa jiwa...hati menangis tanpa air mata..:(

10:30 PM  

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