From the time I started understanding relationships…I was forced to think of a name for each one of them. Adore, like, love?? I kept circling around the word love but never really used it till the time I was sure that I am going to marry this guy and I was to love him forever. I was confident of the usage for once in life. After holy matrimony I faced the problem of naming my affections towards people I met. The attraction was not sexual, but it was bonding on an emotional level. Yes, I liked them, adored them, and loved them. But I was too conscious of the term ‘Love’. It felt blasphemous to use it for anybody else apart from the man I married and later the kids I produced. As the number of grey hair increased on my head, I realized there is no need to be so choosy about the people for whom we use the term ‘love’. Love is a feeling we have in certain moments towards certain people…for some it lasts longer and for some it fizzles out sooner than we expect. But the duration aside, love is love. It’s a fleeting feeling like all other feelings. We choose some people to live our lives with…some just meet us at crossroads and carry on their paths. Love, however, is felt and lived. The moment passes and with it the feeling also becomes dormant till we come across a moment when it rears its head again. So enjoy while you can… don’t make it bigger or smaller in your head than what it really is. That’ll be a step further, towards understanding ourselves.
life from thought to thought 