Illusion VS Reality

While watching a tv show, my mind paused on words that were outrightly spoken by a superficial man for a disillusioned woman who had fallen in love with him, not knowing that he was a mere deceptive illusion of her mind. Each word insinuated satirically how she could fall in love with someone without knowing his past notorious reality.

It got me thinking: do we as humans fall prey to our weakness of believing in the existence of love and tend to fall for an illusion created in our minds? Or are we strong enough to uncover the bitter reality and accept the harshness by constraining our emotions and not falling for anything acceptable to the heart or mind? Can we really control our feelings and emotions for someone till an extent that unless and until we don’t weigh the reality of existence to the fantasy of illusion, we forbid ourselves to fall in love?

Be it a man or a woman, we as individuals have a certain concept of soulmate whom we expect to discover in our lifetime; only to fall crazily in love with it. And in those frenzied moments of illusion we forget what reality is, or perhaps tend to ignore the signs of truth that may result in distress and woe later on. Even the warning bells of our intuition may fall prey to our self-created world of illusion. Perhaps, it is the quest and expectation of discovering the mysterious yet exceptionally pure emotions of true love that make us dwindle from reality. We fail to accept that things may not seem as they are, because we are bitterly encompassed by our surreptitious hope for a real source of happiness. Nevertheless, when you fail to quench the thirst for illusive perfection you end up blaming yourself for blindly following the reckless mirage created through your high expectation of attaining that which may not exist.

Who is to blame for these myriads of illusions? The prey, who momentarily may falter due to its own apparition of conceptual bliss? Or the hunter, who strategically takes advantage of the prey’s weakness of seeking true elation? Or the illusion itself, as it stealthily embeds in the soul of the prey and envelopes the mind so that it is compelled to dwell on an undiscovered yet seemingly glistening path, till it becomes powerless to accept reality?

Oftentimes, it is stated that when an individual falls in love, it is the foolish heart that takes over the sane mind as it simulates itself in the whirlwind of nonsensical deceptions. The valorous heart is to be blamed for creating a fraudulent mirage so that the effective mind becomes powerless and stripped of sanity. During those passionate moments the mind staggers and is lost in the invisible labyrinth of emotions created by the noble heart. It is right at that moment when an individual fails to decipher between illusion and reality because the mind is defenceless to warn it of the sinister reality.

But this does not insinuate that the heart should categorically be blamed for the continuous struggle of accepting the difference between harsh reality and transcendental illusion. It is the mind that creates a deceptive illusion and the heart that gladly falls prey to it. Both the heart and mind are responsible for sketching the aesthetic illusion and indiscriminately following it. The intentions of one may differ from the other but both tread tirelessly on the path of attaining eternal happiness.

The matter of the fact is not that it is the man or woman who fail to distinguish between illusion and reality when they fall in love; rather it is the tug of war between the gracious heart and the effective mind to attain luminous trophies of blissful moments for the individual. So much so that both forget that the individual may just well be heading towards an agonizing journey of experiences, which may leave him bruised and forever shattered. What may seem to be an achievement of experiential satisfaction may well turn out to be a mix of mutilated emotions and feelings.

Loving someone through the lens of illusion or reality is a mystery only the heart and mind know, and no one has the right to judge the choices of any individual. For no one but the individual himself ends up leading to either uncanny trepidation or joyful satisfaction. The matters of the heart and mind are and shall remain a mystery for all; and no matter how many rational reasonings one gives to prove why he fell in love; in the end there is no lucid excuse for falling in love: be it with an illusion or reality. Who is at fault?

It is yet to be discovered. .........