Love…et al

This was by far the longest I have thought and contemplated on what to write…
There were many thoughts but not enough to make a decent write-up/read so I buried the urge to write and just went on with my day-to-day activities…like every other day, would go to work, come back home, meet my friends, surf the net (yes fb too ;)) and sleep…nothing unusual at all…

One of the few things which am constantly surrounded by is love…or the lack of it…every other person is talking about it. Love intrigues me…makes me wonder what all people do in its name…It has powers, perhaps supernatural, wherein a person gathers the courage to be with his beloved no matter the distance, the society, the hardships…

It often brings gazillions of reasons to be happy whereas it sometimes drowns one in its flood of helplessness and pain.

Even the most powerful, successful, meticulous person is often called shameless, eccentric, crazy and has fallen prey to its dictate. Over centuries and eras, love has been defined in many forms and still not being encaptured it in all its magnitude.

Though love is something felt by the heart and executed by instincts, this practical world has somehow managed to taint that purity a little; where everything is supposed to be true and irrational, our compulsive and schematic minds keep putting thoughts and tries to ascertain the correct and incorrect. The only form of senseless, selfless and unconditional love is a parent’s love to its child. They really don’t care about anything where the child is concerned.

Everything is critical and becomes imperative for them. Like the other day, when I was extremely stressed about things going haywire…somehow my father could sense it and just by saying that he is there, I knew he really was there.
When I fell ill, it was my mother who felt the pain more than anyone else. Its not that lovers don’t feel the pain or the hurt but it’s just our parents who feel things with so much of compassion which is unknown in other relations.

It gets me wondering how and where they garner so much of love and affection – and if they are capable of being selflessly in love then why cant we do so? What is it that keeps them going and never ever give up hope on us? Why can’t we love and not expect being loved back? If that becomes the case, won’t there be fewer heart aches, it would be a world free of animosity but the truth is much far from reality. All we can hope is that we treat the people who love us with a lot of care and concern and if they are our parents, just love them back…effortlessly. Love you mom-dad.


About moodsnmoments

Am a person with ambitions and dreams…though I try to keep a practical approach towards life at all times but in my hearts of heart…am a dreamer… Am just someone who can be described to be made of memories and phrases…someone who lives life in each day and in many phases!!!! Though am a people’s person, I enjoy my own space and often like to get lost in the throes of reading, music and movies. Travel, whether actually being able to do so or even to learn about new places, consumes me. Even in the darkest of hours, when things seem to be going haywire, the little voice within me never ever gives up on hope. A firm believer of ‘ask and you shall get it…but just ask’ is one which keeps me going!!!!
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