Love is the seed to the inception of this world. It is the reflection of ones feelings to others. The others can be parents, siblings, mother, friend, society or the pet animals. In fact when you fall in love with the nature it reflects your pure love. It is highly impossible to describe what and how many forms of it exist. The feeling of love is divine. Pure love emanates from within the unseen soul of ours. It is visible and invisible like the soul, which is not visible in the physical form but yet obvious in the form of life.
See the love flowing when your pet dog caress you, experience the love of the nature when the soft leaves of giant tree touches you, enjoy the love when your sibling yields to your demands, see the divinity of it when you indulge in love with your sweetheart, see the vibrant stream of love when you immerse in the chanting of His name and when tears roll all over you. Yet see the love when a small child offers his/her chocolate to a poor little girl on the street, feel the concern of it when your teacher admonishes you for not performing well in a situation, feel the it with pride when your dad buys the most cherished bike for you, check if you can replace the selfless love of your friend just exactly when you need him/her.
Can some one describe the infinite, intense, pure and unconditional love of a mother to her children? Let us just recall the self-less journey of a mother’s love from the time she conceives and till she takes her last breathe. Does she ever look at your age to love you? Does she ever care for your wealth, growth or stature? Does she ever bring forth any conditional form love? Did you ever care to see the happiness on her face when you achieve something? Did you ever see how silently she suffers when you neglect her love but never lets her love look down upon you? Frankly I am not as conversant to describe mother’s love in words. We can only experience it.
Why this love talks? Because, I feel very sorry at the way the youth is considering love. The physical attraction and the teenage driven infatuation are considered as the true love or as the only form of love. Sacrificing everything like the precious study time, valuable future, invaluable love of parents, concern of teachers and caring advice of friends’ teens just fall to the fatal attraction. Sensual relationship is branded as love. Now it is time for teens realize this fact and for the film industry not to make this a subject matter.
By nature we are all emotional. It is just that some of us act immune to emotions in the face of our personal priorities. The moment we reflect our inner emotions to various situations in life we naturally would showcase our love. Expression is the core of love. Fragrance emanates only when flowers bloom. We know many of the dry petals still carry the most enticing fragrance with them. Love is similar. When you express it blooms spreading the fragrance called humane in your presence or absence. Let us spread that sweet fragrance. For pure commercial minded people love is a great marketing tool. It attracts more business through beautiful relationships. Because, love is the sole creator of pure relationships.
Let us love all. Let us question whom not to love? Let us question why not to love? Let us also ponder over what will happen to us if none love us? How long can we leave a lonely life where no one talks to us and no one recognizes our presence.
There is a shortcut to love. Let us not ‘hate’ any one. When we are free of hatred we naturally spread a form of unknown love. Lastly let us not forget that love is the only thing that gets compounded when shared.
Purity is love. Love is humane. Being human is Godly.
When we get attracted to the intelligence, attitude, and quite conduct of a person we may consider it the real spark. When our mind experiences the comfort in someone’s presence it denotes the start of liking . When we start caring for and don’t mind sacrificing the important affairs of ours for someone special we may take it as love. Anything otherwise couldn’t be so immediately termed as love.’
