I was reading some newspaper supplement, few weeks ago. Here a fresh divorcee was trying his best to come to terms with his new found status. Someone suggested, that he should ask his close relatives and friends for the cause of his divorce. Idea was appealing and the person distributed blank sheets to the near and dear ones. He even included his ex-mom-in-law for her opinion.

I was full of admiration for this guy. He was leaving no stone unturned for his peace of mind. This path is suggested by many. Coming to terms with what happened in your life. Face it squarely. Make peace with it and then move ahead.

But my ears started emitting fume, when he mentioned the current gal in his life. There was a name for her, “My Rebound Love.� I was amazed at the guys cowardice. He was not yet over with his broken relationship, still he has gone ahead with another one. We see it happening everywhere. Have we matured as suckers? Have we left all sense of fairness and decency to self and others?

Why we have turned into cold, manipulative, calculative zombies? Don’t our parents and elders imparted us an iota of self restrain and courage? We are so weak that we can’t live with ourselves for few months? We constantly need attention and admiration at the cost of another person’s feelings? Imagine, one has just suffered a heartache and moving with the awareness that icy fingers are tightly clutching the heart, but one is ready to transfer the same feelings to “Rebound Loveâ€?. Just because he / she is a perfect gutless wonder and doesn’t want to face the realities of life staring at him / her.

Can’t we give us some time to settle things? Doesn’t “REBOUND LOVEâ€? has feelings and a heart which is also breakable just like ours? I remember a movie, “Vijetaâ€? where a character remakrs, “Eak spin se nikle nahi, doosare mei phans gaye.â€? When we ourselves are in emotional flux and aren’t sure of what we want, then why go ahead and have a “Rebound Loverâ€?? Or playing with others’ emotions is our national time pass apart from cricket?

I strongly believe, like boomerang things will revert to us with the same speed and force. If I am treating someone as “Rebound Loveâ€?, I too will become the same for someone sooner or later and I will hear terms like YOU ARE “My Holiday Loveâ€? or “My New Year Eve Loveâ€? or “My Current Journey Loveâ€? or “My One Day Loveâ€? or “My Hip Hop Night Loveâ€? or “My Rainy Night Loveâ€? (specially in Indian context ) or “My coffee Break Loveâ€? or “My breakfast Loveâ€?……………..

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“My friend, tell me what’s the matter?
What is the secret of your non-stop chatter?”

“Can’t you detect a thing?
I will be wearing a wedding ring.
Today ladke wale are coming to see me
And soon I will be flying free.
Come on, let’s go to the beauty parlor
Soon I will be having my own harbor.”

Barely concealing my disgust,
I asked, not warming to the request,
“Are you a prostitute or product or wine
to be delivered on time?
Your own parents acting as pimps
Has their conscience gone limp?
Getting you packaged beautifully,
to attract target customers dutifully?
Where is your pride?
Has it gone for a ride?
How can you exhibit yourself as an offering?
In front of strangers, will your self-respect not be suffering?
My friend, have some dignity
Don’t sacrifice it for the sake of security.”

“See after coming of age
I have to mate.
I have to be scrutinized
Otherwise the deal will not materialize!
How can I have dignity?
When boy too doesn’t protest for being treated as commodity!
Day in and day out, in the dowry market
He has been fitted in a money casket.
Auctioned and sold and bought
But he doesn’t seem distraught.
Not a single pore of his body rises in self-respect,
So we two items are destined to tryst.
He refuses to learn and grow up into manhood.
So I too remain secure in the childhood.
See we both deserve each other
We are perfectly made for each other.”