Being a 25 year old, where I can say, I have crossed nearly half of my life, I have pondered many times like what it takes to be madly in love. I really couldn’t answer myself, for what it takes completely, to be there and to do that.
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| Love — An unchained emotion may be ?? |
Off late I came across a small excerpt from a children’s book and I was left like Whoa..It goes like this..
“At one point, the little prince meets a fox. “Just that,” said the fox. “To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in the entire world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world.”
It is true, is it not, and I do have a wild self to my personality where my attitude creeps, rudeness oozes where the ME becomes bigger than anything and I breath selfishness, to tame me, I should become fond of someone, nothing more, nothing less. Yet I never knew am not going to ask anything for myself, and I am only going to look out for that someone.
There is funny way of life, where it kicks your butt, telling I proved you wrong my darling lady, similarly I had my share. I thought, I would be able to give love, only when someone cares truly for me and when I find them standing by my side at every possibility. I was totally wrong, wasn’t I..?? Reality is no way near to it, do we have such kind of give and take love for our kids, parents and siblings, is it not an unexplainable bond like they are a part of us. Such fondness, such warmth, such feeling of being back to where you belong, everything grew on me, out of nothing on someone, who would be not perfect for your eyes. Of course we don’t love someone for what they are to the world, we love someone for what they are in our eyes.
Whatever it might be, I did not care to be cared, I did not miss to be missed, and I did not love to be loved. But it is too beautiful to grow fond of someone, forget the lust and all other passionate affairs, it is just about growing a selfless love and concern. To miss someone by every passing minute, is like a road to eternity, filled with melancholy, but that is where you will realize, how deep they mean to us and you find delight, in slightly touching the meaning of life. It is not just about the other person, it is also more about the YOU in you, finally being human. There is nothing more to prove or show, it is just to be there, with arms wide open, broken heart patched into one, for them to come back if they need, and to feel back the same warmth and love they once gave us.
On a last note, yes I don’t know what love is, like how the fox put it out, but am willing to show it the way I understood.
Mathu 