Title is a reference to a very Schopenhauerian expression in Blaise Pascal’s Pensées. In original French: “Le cœur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît pas.”
The heart dwells on things that are illogical. It senses what cannot be seen or heard and thereby makes its decisions on what it feels. As there is no rational explanation for what the heart feels, it makes things all the more complex. The mind wants you to be happy in materialistic achievements, in being on the ‘safer’ side, in being content with goals that ‘seem possible’ to achieve; in leading the same monotonous though risk free, well paying life, but your heart doesn’t. Days pass on and we continue to be a slave of our mind, but in our heart the guilt keeps on increasing. The guilt of binding ourselves, the guilt of not chasing our dream, of not giving them a chance, of being bogged down by the fact that our dreams might never come true. The mind knows that the risk in pursuing is enormous, and hence not reasonable. But your heart wants you to go for it. Isn’t it? Heart believes in keeping HOPE. One of the great thinkers has said “You keep hoping, u keep living, stop hoping, u die, Inside.” Hope is about Imagining, Wishing and Believing. It keeps imagining things irrationally, then wishes for it to be successful and finally believing that it will be successful, however illogical it might be.
Falling in love is the paradigmatic example of an involuntary life-affecting desire. We don’t reason our way into love, and we typically can’t reason our way out: when we are in love, our intellectual weapons stop working. Falling in love is like waking up with a cold-or more fittingly, like waking up with a fever. This is a condition brought upon us, by some external force. Heart says that you are incomplete without the girl you love, that u want to be with her always, but the mind says that if the girl doesn’t want so, you may have to live incomplete all your life, and that life still has to move on. The heart wishes you could undo what u did, that u should have never fallen in love; the mind knows it’s too late. But the heart is unreasonable. Isn't it?
