Ishqwala love

Have often wondered….what does love mean?

Does love mean being together? Does it mean having someone day in, day out?
Does it mean someone who shares your happiness and grief? Or is it a feeling of joy or hurt?
Or does it mean pledging your happiness for someone else’s? Or does it mean comfort?

What is love????

Love is to accept, am told; Love is realisation, am told; Love is to resist, am told; Love is seek the irresistible, am told. All at once, love is capable of smile and of tears…love is to hold on as much as it is to let go…am told!!!

Love is a lot more… it can hit you in ways innumerable… it can leave you dejected or ailing….it can make you queasy in the guts or with a broken heart. It can make every flower bloom and radiant…it can make you look like an idiot or a saint… it has many faces…many ways of inflicting you…

Love is a sweet tyranny, full of apprehensions and suffering and if it so, then why is it that we love? Isn’t love, then, extremely overrated? Or is it because very few people can love enduring hurt and love till it hurts no more???

The question is how many of us can actually reach that level of love? Aren’t we all over engrossed and overspent in our daily, monotonous, pre-routined, (almost) meaningless mundane everyday chores such that love has been reduced to barely a namesake, as a mere formality or an adjustment or perhaps given existence only on an SOS basis. In this automated life of ours, do we even have any room left for such a tender raw feeling?

Is it juvenile to think of its existence? Or has it been exhausted in the great literatures, wasted in the immortal poems and sagas, in colossal movies? Is it completely a thing of the past (or celluloid) or do we still have that tiny little flame of endurance for love alive still?

If love is straightforward, without any pride or complexity, just the plain-jane, classic old love…just a pure honest emotion – isn’t that reward in itself? ‘Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.’ (Nicholas Sparks). It requires courage and offers strength – it requires a leap of faith but offers comfort.

Maybe it is silly to believe that such illogical, irrational, enchanting, outlandish love still exists…maybe it is a deep-rooted desire to seek such an emotion. But, on the contrary, I wonder isn’t it love which makes the world a better place to be in; a comfort to our soul after a long drawn day; a balm to erase off all the ills acquired in finishing the endless list of meaningless jobs. Afterall, its this insane little feeling which brings fulfilment to our lives. Perhaps, am utopian, or maybe am naive that I find solace in these irregularities and believe in matters of heart over the mind. I yearn for sentiments and emotions that are considered non-sacred, bizarre, senseless in today’s practical and calculative world.

And yet, if truth be told, it is love that the world soughts and not money.

The pure, unadulterated, true love – the one which makes our heart warm, the one which keeps the soul alive, the love which celebrates you and your beloved every minute of the day and not on occasions alone, the one which is brutally honest, the one which hurts – the one which is raw, unconditional and yet simple.  Such is love to me.

Someone once said, that ‘True love doesn’t happen right away; it’s an ever-growing process. It develops after you’ve gone through many ups and downs, when you’ve suffered together, cried together, laughed together.’

This is what I want to feel when I grow old and look back. I do not know if I have the capacity to love in all its splendour. I don’t even know if am deserving of such emotion or will I have the endurance and fortitude to bear it all. But what I know is that I want to try, to make attempts till I can. Love is magical and they both have a lot in common – they delight the heart, romance the soul and most importantly they both take practice.

In the time gone by, I’ve realised the only moments when I felt alive and worthwhile, are the moments spent on love – those few brief, fleeting moments have encompassed within them a lifetime of passion, peace and tranquillity that no other laurel or accomplishment can match. The reveries bring a content smile and gratitude.

I have this unflinching belief, deep down inside of me, that we are designed to seek, feel and unravel the complexities of love – even if it is old-fashioned, perhaps hard, even though all-consuming.

…and we will never know when it strikes. As is rightly said ‘I’ve found out that falling in love doesn’t have anything to do with time. It can take a year or an instant. It happens when it’s ready to happen.’ (Nora Roberts)

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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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