It’s a Sunday night and I’m sitting in bed watching Nicholas Sparks’ tear-jerker, “The Longest Ride.”

I find myself crying, not because of the storyline but because I’m doubting whether I will ever maintain a relationship like Luke and Sophia.

Also the fact that Scott Eastwood (Luke) is so damn attractive, makes this even worse.

We, the Tinderised generation want everything on our smart phones so we decided why not to just swipe and select our next sexual partner.

Swipes lead to chats, chats lead to meetings, most meetings fizzle out, some work for a while.

This became a habit and made us greedy for more options.

In the madhouse of ‘singletons’, we’re spoilt with choice. The thing is that sex is in our ‘To- do list’ and love..well, what’s that? Or else ‘Dekha Jaega aajkal acche log milte kahaan hain’.

Of course we all like quick fixes, and don’t mind the wham-bam-thank-you-mams. In fact, we sometimes prefer if sex is not preceded or followed by clichéd footsies and suggestive cuddles.

We don’t believe in happily-ever-afters. When it comes to love, we don’t even know what we are chasing.

Maybe the guy who talks to me till 4 am is the one who loves me or the one who gave me a flower on Valentine’s Day and gifted me the beautiful night, is ‘The one’; after all he was too good in bed.

See it’s easy to find love. Then what is all this hype about being a Tinderised generation? Why to wait for something great to happen? Why not just go with the flow.

Agreed, go with the flow but with the knowledge of where you are headed. Will it lead you the pool of stress or is it going to be beautiful just like you imagined?

This kind of love is not viable. But, how can you evaluate viability?

Why is the viable a good thing? Why is it better to last than to burn?

I say, love, real love, weather it ends up being thrown back in your face or reciprocated, is worth the wait!

It is worth all of the frogs you kissed and all the bipolar pong partners you go through.

Don’t overdo burning through guys who might actually be just your partner in bed.

I found myself never wanting to waste my time with someone I just didn’t feel it for.

I tried to date guys I wasn’t really into; I forced it because I thought I was just being picky.

But maybe being picky is exactly what I needed.

Mine is a clear case,if you have to wait to hang out because you have things to do during the day, hanging out at night isn’t actually the worst idea.

But if you’re texting me past 11 p.m. to “chill,” let me tell you that I have no bra on, I’ve exfoliated, and I’m ready to go to bed.

I know a lot of people stay up late on weekdays for studying purposes, or maybe their internal clocks tell them bed time is past midnight, but asking me to just hook up and then sending me home afterwards is not the way to get me to keep up this “thing” we may have.

So, stop selling yourself short.

Don’t let guys get away with treating you like garbage because hey…it is 2017.

Unless of course, you like it when they never talk to you again or that constant fear that they will be gone at the next gust of wind…the choice is yours.

Fall in love. Let the feelings in. Stop fighting them. People think they have to be this empty shell to avoid getting hurt. Here is another secret:

Get hurt. It is the only way you’ll know when something is real.

Being in a serious relationship this young is also overrated, but being humiliated when that one guy never calls is worse.

Obviously, the romance stories we all love and know from the big screen are just fantasies, but there’s no reason why we can’t try and obtain a more realistic version of it.

I’d much rather be handed a bouquet of flowers, than a shot in a dixie cup.

Maybe Nicholas Sparks based his characters off of real people. We can only hope.

The hook-up culture may not be that bad after all.

It is how a lot of people get over some tough emotions or anger.

It is how many realize that meaningless relationships are not what they want.

It is a stepping stone to maturity and realizations they may not have otherwise.

We’re in this for our own reasons. Some of us are heartbroken and weary of going down the same road again.

Some don’t have time, energy or patience to spare for a relationship.

Some are confused and need more years to mature. But a lot of us eventually end up being scared.

However, this is becoming a habit or a crutch for so many people. It is helping them ignore their human nature and compassion.

It is keeping them from developing real relationships, be it romantic or casual.

A habit of hook-up culture is not bad but, it is not making things simpler either.

We’ll look back and wonder what all these nameless relationships really were. Time pass? Missed opportunities? Pretence? Boredom? Childishness? Maybe even real feelings?

Who knows? Who cares?

Love isn’t the same anymore. But who can say if that’s a good or a bad thing?