What “Love” Holds for Us…!

A series of severe contemplations drove me here, also the fact that I don’t have any single person to confide in, I choose to confide to the world. The world is not a mere stage, the world is a broken platform. The platform which has holes, and which is being continuously damaged by people who hurt others. In order to return that favor, don’t we end up hurting others as well? The form of being hurt is different for different people. The constant urge to be noticed and appreciated, it shoots up our expectations from other people, and all those other people, they fail miserably to even look past, their past. It drives me crazy to think, that people always tend to prevent themselves from living their life fully thinking of committing a mistake because they once did. The entire concept of experience is pivoted around not repeating the mistake, but nowhere lurking near not trying to do that same thing, this time only better. People say, I think too objectively, well I guess I do, objective thinking has gotten me to where I am today. It doesn’t cloud my judgement unlike others who suffer from the extreme casualties of indecisiveness. I fail to understand why people build walls around themselves? Walls so high that even they fail to break open when in need. Build a door, but advocate who you let in. Isn’t that a less active process than building a wall?

I have lost count of the number of times I have fallen in love with various people since I ever realized that there could be some feelings like this. And sure as hell, I have been hurt. Well, love is meant to hurt, right? But I have learnt from each of those minute feelings that I had once incubated. I have grown and evolved and have finally come to a decide what I exactly want. I have always been the last person to differentiate based on any parameters, numbers and color and religion, well, were never in that list in the first place. In my observation though, the needs differ as we age. The needs to justify as to why we need the illusion of love. We at certain age must feel that we need love for security, we need love for companionship, for the fulfillment of all our biological pleasures, for breeding, for not feeling alone, above all the desire to be even want to survive. And we need our love to be validated. Don’t we? There are so many people who says who are there for you, just a call away, just a text/ snap and message away, but are they? I don’t know. For someone who has been more of the giver in every human interaction possible, I have definitely received less or it might be, that I misunderstood what people have given me. The possibilities of the latter, I believe is more relative.

Desperation is sometimes ill-fated, one of my decade long long friend, wiser than a lot, told me recently. So when I heard her saying that I need to evaluate what I exactly want, I figured out what I want. I want all my energy to be channelized. It is. I feel I am hot water pot, boiling with a lot of energy, the source though is known. The source is my drive for success. It is, sometimes I even feel blunt and cursed for being ambitious. I guess I am wrong to believe that people won’t be loved for being ambitious. But here is the thing, sometimes to be loved, the ambitions too needs to be aligned. So at the end of the day when we feel that we are alone, we don’t realize how narrow we have made our choices to be. The choices of who should one be with.

” If you want not to be hurt, attach yourself with goals and not people” – Albert Einstein. Well, however true it might be, but we need to form some attachments with people even to fulfill our goals, we can’t fulfill all of them with just attaching ourselves just with goals. I have always believed that personal and professional life are separate and needs different parts of our nervous system to manifest themselves correctly. Most people fail to differentiate the psyche. Is it harmful, if I can switch between two different aspects of my life without mingling either of them? I don’t know. Dividing all these approaches, I still believe, that people are scared to love other people for weird reasons, which are not reasons anymore and might also be below an excuse. The psychology behind this phobia is scary. It is shredded with hypocrisy that sometimes these scary people are not scared anymore and settle down and compromise for the sake of societal pressure of ageing and losing the capability of getting married (people doubt the child bearing capacity, that’s all). So fundamentally, people should not be worried about the age of getting married, and neither they should be afraid of falling in love all over again. The beginning to the greatest of the things are always scary, but only if people understood that; the irony is that surprisingly applies to their professional life but people shit their pants when it comes to taking a decision about their own life. But that approach should change. We need to fall in love, be able to love, let people love us, trust, and be honest about the things we want. We need to communicate more, with our friends and family and when we can’t well people use YouTube as a great platform.

What Love holds for US, is actually much more than just a relationship, or a simple transaction. It is not purely physical or emotional. Love is not just a feeling, but a journey to our ultimate destination, I don’t know, did that sound too philosophical?

Well, FYI: All these are strictly my personal opinions and feel free to openly discuss. No offense and Love and wishes for everyone.