Love and Lust

For once, this is not something that i have written. I got this as an email forward... in fact, many people in IIIT got this. It is written in the form of a conversation between a guy and a girl and it actually sparked off a debate in the hostel with some people supporting the guy's point of view and some, the girl's.
Overall, I found this one really interesting and intriguing. Here it goes -

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"You know what all this is, don't you?" he asked me, all too seriously one day.
"What?" The words everlasting love, soul mates and unending romance popped into my mind.
"All this is maya.lust," he stated candidly.
"Is it a bad thing that I lust for you?" I asked, my fingers crossed.
"Lust for anyone is bad," he proclaimed.
Lust (noun): An intense or unrestrained sexual craving.
I would have thought he would be flattered, but no such luck. Whatever society can't understand, control or appreciate, is deemed bad, taboo, wrong, to be stopped and kept in check, and this idea is engraved all too deeply in many an Indian mind.
"Put all your morality aside for a second," I told him earnestly. "Then would you sleep with me?"
"I'll be honest. It is a tempting thought, but no."
"Why?" I wouldn't let him off so easily.
"The consequences wouldn't be worth it. I just couldn't do that to Mike."
Mike (my ex-boyfriend): A very nice, friendly, good human being. Unfortunately, we had no chemistry. Mike's best friend and I on the other hand shared a bit too much chemistry and to add to the complexity of the situation, Mike still harbored feelings for me.
"You know what people do to each other?" he continued.
"What?" I listened attentively.
"They use each other to satisfy their senses. But one must control one's senses."
"Why should you control it? Don't you love me?" I asked, looking for my silver lining.
"I do not love you," he replied without hesitation.
"Then what was it you felt for me that night?" I had tears now in my eyes.
That night (mutually understood code word): It stood for the one night of intimacy that did not finally (for better or worse is debatable) end in sex.
References to that incident were made by both of us all too frequently as we grappled to come to terms with what it truly meant to us as individuals and what we meant also to each other.
"It was a mistake. My body just took over my mind." He was at least clear where he stood in this entire mess.
"How can you say that? Do you regret it?" I was grasping, now.
"Sometimes I do."
"But it was so amazing!" I exclaimed, still unbelieving.
"Good for you," he shrugged.
Good for you (phrase): Used frequently by him to undermine any enjoyment that he may have had in our relationship and to highlight his indifference to any suggestion that what we had may be even remotely special.
"So, what am I to you?" I asked him, hoping to hear anything other than the word 'friend'.
"A friend," he replied. He never gave 'right' answers.
"And you want us to just put all that we felt behind us?"
"It is better that way. We can be friends if we don't have this stuff between us."
"But you mean the world to me."
"I don't mean anything. I'm nobody. All this is just an illusion," he said, exasperated. Sometimes I wondered if he thought that I was on the rebound and didn't appreciate the idea.
Rebound (verb): To recover as from depression or disappointment. Just getting out of one relationship and into another often undermines the depth of the new relationship lest it have occurred only because the person was let down by the first one.
"Too bad you feel that way," I said trying to make light of a somewhat heavy situation. "I think you and I would've been great together."
"Don't tell me you still want to. What was it that I did to you anyway?"he seemed pleasantly surprised.
"Ah, the heart wants what it wants.there's no explaining these things.who was it who said that? Woody Allen, I think." I tried to sound cheerful now.
"Take some time...figure out what you want," he said gently.
"I know what I want," I replied, very sure of myself.
"What?" he queried, as if he didn't know.
"I want to have a relationship with you."
"What kind of relationship?" he asked, curious. "Sexual?"
"We can start with that," I said, winking.
"I just don't understand you," he said, waving the suggestion away.
"Do you think people fall in love first then have sex or have sex first and then fall in love?"
"I wish I knew." He was smiling now.
Love (noun - in this context): A feeling of intense desire or attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance.
We were stuck now in a deadlock, with me being completely sure that I was head over heels in love with him and he being equally sure that, though he felt something, it certainly wasn't love. Unfortunately, neither is there a clear definition, nor consistent symptoms and, hence, no conclusions either.
"Anyway," he said, continuing. "You lost your chance."
"I know. You sure opportunity isn't going to knock twice?"
"What would you do if it did?" he asked, a naughty smile emerging on his face.
"Keep a condom handy."
"What?" he asked, scandalized.
"That is all we need right? Just you, me and a condom." I was enjoying, myself now.
"You're crazy"
"So I've been told."
Crazy (adjective - informally in this context): Immoderately fond; infatuated. Intensely involved or preoccupied. Foolish or impractical.
He was right. At that moment, I was all of these and more.
"I've never met anyone like you," he shook his head in disbelief.
"Careful, you're on the verge of being nice to me," I teased him.
"You're messing with my mind."
"Nah. Just want you to give it a chance"
"It all just happened too fast." He was speaking softly now.
"Is there ever a perfect time?"
"I'm not ready. I can't say yes."
"As long as you don't say no."
"All this--"
"Maya?" I cut him off.
"Darn it, yes."
Maya (noun - Hinduism): The power of a god or demon to transform a concept into an element of the sensible world.
I don't know if I'm the God or the Demon in this context. I only know that he, me and a condom.it just sounds perfectly sensible to me.

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Well, i don't know what your reaction to this was but I think the girl actually convinced me.

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