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The Idea Of Love


Sometimes I don’t know what love is. Surely, I’ve been in love before, not just once but twice. I understand the way it changes a person, how it makes someone feel, how two people become intertwined and grow together, how powerful and messy and beautiful it is.

I’m constantly trying to define love, even though I know it’s something I can’t really define. But do I really know what it is? Is there a concrete, same-every-time-you-ask answer to the question ‘What is love?’ Honestly, I don’t know.

A human without love is not a human being. To live without loving is merely existing, it is a robot's life. To be truly alive, to live, to feel, one must have someone to love. If love is given to one who cannot accept it, then it burns even more painfully. Maybe its all because of a little word called expectations. Expectations are projections into the future. They are created because we can’t accept the present moment. So we rather hide in an ideal, future moment that is not real. Expectation's cannot make us happy because we are not enjoying what is. We are striving for something that has not come true yet.

But as we seize to have expectations, beautiful things start's to happen. We start to admire the idea of love. Maybe love is all about only giving and expecting nothing. The more people you help the more you love them and the idea of them in your mind becomes strong.

We start to love the idea of a person more than the person himself/herself. A person can change, they can become good or bad, they can become more or less beautiful with time. But the idea that we have in our mind that defines that person remains intact, and that is why we keep loving them no matter what. Its that idea that make them seems beautiful in our mind, that defines them to be good persons though they might not accept you might not respect you but in your heart they are the good fellas.

Strange is the mind and the heart. You miss them, you want them. You desire them. You have left that small yourself in them and you search for that in them. You want them to be happy. Their glory and growth empowers you. You feel strong in their strength . You empower them when they are lost. May be its not them who you empowers but rather yourself because you see yourself in them.

But in all this craziness we realizes the beauty of love, that is - "love is not when you get something but when you give everything".


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