Is there a Special Someone for everyone? Anywhere?
Does that Special Person exist? Is it only a question of Faith?
If it isn't, how did people on other decades do to change their lifestyle completely when they met a person whom they really loved?
And then you hear all those stories about how they never got separated from each other 'cause they thought they wouldn't have survived...
Those aren't the majority of the cases, of course, but most of us have heard about those kind of "happy couples", that usually tell their "happy stories" on almost every family dinner and then the typical comment that follows: "So there's still hope for you, xxxxxx..."
These "loves at first sight", these 'recognitions': "When I saw her I knew it was Her".
So many unbelievable love stories that seem to have happened in the movies. And yet they are real.
What's behind all of this?
Did these people actually expect to Find that Special Someone?
Or they just bumped into them while they where "busy making other plans", as John Lennon would say..?
Girls usually think about romantic love.
Don't know about the boys. Society made me believe that boys are only sex maniacs, but I don't wanna be a cliche, 'cause that would be half the truth.
Anyway, Why On Earth am I asking these things to myself on a Tuesday, four o'clock in the morning??!??
God only knows...
Does that Special Person exist? Is it only a question of Faith?
If it isn't, how did people on other decades do to change their lifestyle completely when they met a person whom they really loved?
And then you hear all those stories about how they never got separated from each other 'cause they thought they wouldn't have survived...
Those aren't the majority of the cases, of course, but most of us have heard about those kind of "happy couples", that usually tell their "happy stories" on almost every family dinner and then the typical comment that follows: "So there's still hope for you, xxxxxx..."
These "loves at first sight", these 'recognitions': "When I saw her I knew it was Her".
So many unbelievable love stories that seem to have happened in the movies. And yet they are real.
What's behind all of this?
Did these people actually expect to Find that Special Someone?
Or they just bumped into them while they where "busy making other plans", as John Lennon would say..?
Girls usually think about romantic love.
Don't know about the boys. Society made me believe that boys are only sex maniacs, but I don't wanna be a cliche, 'cause that would be half the truth.
Anyway, Why On Earth am I asking these things to myself on a Tuesday, four o'clock in the morning??!??
God only knows...
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Me hiciste acordar a una de mis frases preferidas (la primera). Te agrego otras de regalo y adivina quien las dijo...!
“A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment”
"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife." (y esta es la overture de uno, anzi, su libro mas famoso).
"It is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy; it is disposition alone. Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others.”
“Why not seize the pleasure at once, how often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparations.”
“The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love”
Solo un indicio: 1775-1817.
Creo que en otras epocas los matrimonios por conveniencia o concordados por las familias, terminaban semplificando las cosas: tenias legalmente un marido (sobre todo en esas epocas horribles en que las mujeres no podian ni estudiar ni trabajar) y despues si querias, algun que otro amante. Los hijos: padres oficiales. Y despues los mil y un no reconocidos pobres bastardos... y si no te lograbas casar, al convento! con suerte, porque si tu familia no tenia dote para darle al convento como "donacion" terminabas barriendo el patio y compartiendo la habitacion con las otras monjas... (lee "Mujeres de la Conquista" de Lucia Galvez, muy esclarecedor).
Hoy en dia, creo que nuestras ideas romanticas, las expectativas gigantes y consiguientes desiluciones son una consecuencia de la amplitud de opciones, la interminable "oferta" que el mercado te pone adelante. Y todo lo podes decidir solita, nadie te obliga a nada: o sea, podes equivocarte de aca a la china que la culpa total va a ser tuya, no vas a poder decir que "te lo hicieron hacer!". Ningun tipo de "contencion emocional".
En cuanto a lo ultimo, eso de que son las chicas las romanticas y los hombres... bueh. Querida! Anda a leer Gabriela Acher, "El amor en los tiempos del colesterol" y todos los suyos.
HOLLYWOD QUE ME HICISTE MAAAAALLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Altro que un tango...
Yo a mi hija NI EN PEDO que le regalo una Barbie!!!
He dicho.
jajajajajajaajajajaj que me has hecho reirrr carambaaa
veo que de algún lado heredé esa chifladura de la cual se rien mis amigas también.....
Jane Austen? Pride and Prejudice?
naaah ni ahi pienso que SOLO los hombres son maníacos sexuales... pero la verdad es que últimamente me encuentro envuelta en una atmósfera de naftalina romántica que creo no ataca de igual manera a mis pares masculinos...
y ahí empiezo a pensar en que a veces los chliches ¡por algo son cliches!!
en finnnnn....
;-) You got it right!
ves? Jane Austen... la tenia de clara! No hay nada nuevo bajo el sol: casarse y comprarse una casa es como elegirse un cavernicola y la caverna... anda a saber como era el mercado "immobiliare" por aquellas epocas!
Y el romanticismo disfrutalo! Perchè prima o poi ti capita qualcosa che ti fa arrivare anche allo stato d'animo dell'ultima frase... Yo espero ser como el Ave Fenix!
besos
PS: desilusiones va con C o con S? con S, no??
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