What am I asking?

Relation of the heart is the easiest and the most complex of all feelings on Earth. You try to solve the complexities of it and it shoves one further into the wider complex nature of it.
I sat watching one of my teenage days’ movie. The hit song from that move was an anthem my best friend and I played every morning before setting off from home to school. The two of us know how the melodious,”mera mann kyun tumhe chahe….” Would send shivers in our teenage heart.
Love has always moved every heart. I am sure this fact can’t be denied by even the hardest of the hardest hearted person (if there exists any). Love has come easily in every heart and the living example is all of us dwelling on this planet. My six years old daughter talks a lot about her classmate,Jigsel. When her cousin who is her senior in school tease her with Jigsel I see a shy smile spreading on my daughter’s face. I know this is just a child’s fascination for the other gender but what I realized is that love has no set age. It can happen to anybody.
But as we grow up love too starts getting complicated in its ways. The mere fascination of having that person as a playmate changes to the immature obsession for the other gender. The adolescent years are the most beautiful phase of this feeling called love (this is my purely opinion based on the assumption that such kind of term suits only the teenagers).
The fantasy of having a fulfilled life of a fairytale ending dissolves every inch of our teenage heart. But now that I’m an adult much deep into the phase after the “…and they lived happily ever after,” I wonder why there are no fairytales that talks about the life after the THE END? We never question that even now when we read it to our kids during the bedtime. We simply end it at THE END.
But if only we had the wisdom of questioning what actually happens after the THE END in any love tales, we would be well prepared for the reality that waits in the fantasy driven feeling we so much worship. But again, sometimes I feel are we unprepared for the phase ‘cause we have never been told about it in the stories?
I look at several marriages around me. I ain’t claiming the institution of marriage to be a failure but in every marriage I’ve seen the best of the lovers claiming complacency to have marred the very essence of the love filled relationship.
Why does the spark of magic of merely holding hands disappear in an aged marriage? Why doesn’t the same kiss turn the prince side of the spouse on? Why does other feelings like anger and frustration become so easy predator to what was once a feeling of love? I ain’t claiming that all marriages end up in such lousy manner. Yet! In all marriages there are disagreements and arguments (although the degree varies). And with every small tiffs the chasm of differences widen.
Some people are wise enough to quickly mend up the walls of their broken heart and change the foundation of the bridge before the chasm eats up the whole bridge. But not all are blessed with such aptitude. There are unfortunate few who give up on the battle of commitment even well before they give a try.
Love turned sour is the most bitter of all kind of negative feeling. While there are people seeking to relive the love they couldn’t in the past there are people who are having difficulty in handling their present love situation. While some are having difficulty solving their current differences, there are people who shed even the complexity of the future.
Yet! Amidst all, my question still remains unanswered…is marriage the alarm clock in the dreamy world of love? Lets ponder!