Going by the current
biological affairs on this earth, I might have just crossed half my life. In
this half-life I have been immensely loved and I have loved back and sometimes
just loved from my end. Love as my beloved friend says “Love! As You and I Know”
Love as I see today is a lot
different from the Love I knew back when I was young. The definition, the composition,
the complexity, the simplicity, the feel, the relaxation, the exhaustion and
the tranquilities, all are so different.
Has Love changed?
Have I changed?
Has Love for me changed?
Love hasn’t changed. I still see
it around the same way.
I have definitely changed a
lot and at the same time arrogantly rigid in some.
This is the question I’m
really looking and answer for.
The only cost of love is time,
which is albeit short these days but that is the only investment it asks. And
it asked back then too. But back then we had it plenty. Free or rather devoid
from responsibilities and the mad rush for sustenance, we lived with gay
abandon. I’m an old school, so extracting those little moments from a day’s
grind were wonderful moments of pleasure and ecstasy. That glance, that bunk,
that small talk, that small walk, those little snacks, a cup of tea, that short
ride, that playful chat, that small celebration, that exam, that result, that smile,
that laughter, that shoulder, that palm, that touch and that LOVE!
Now it’s more about being
there. Love is felt in spending time together doing daily chores, an evening
stroll, a vacation; I guess chit chats are common here, some surprises and a
feeling of completeness.
One thing I find surprising here
is that back then I was running away from family for Love and today family is
what gives most Love. There is a limited circle of friends which is the other
family and then your actual family is the reason of your delight and your
feeling of being loved. Every occasion to be together, to have fun, to pull
each other legs, to enjoy joys & share miseries, to find reasons to be
together and share a light heart.
They say “God gave you relatives;
thank god you can choose friends”
It looked right back then, but
now it feels how God could go wrong and I have already been wrong so many
times. He did it right the first time and all times. We are a family because we
are linked by our karma's, we have in some life done things to be born as
relatives, and it’s a blessing in disguise. We were meant to be a family. I
know we met certain friends because God wanted us to. We had our “business” and
then they were gone. The ones who stayed, there is more in store. But we didn’t
choose them, God brought them to us.
Love as I know today is not about
getting but giving, not leaving but letting go, not whining but toasting wines.
I’m still happy with someone not around; I can still laugh with them though not
being a part of them, I feel loved still though it feels different. Love like
they always said is not bounded by limits, not held by chains, not strangulated
in the vacuum of dormant relations, not held captive in only my heart.
Love will shine, may be years
after, but the shine of love never fade; all it needs is a little brushing with
its quintessential cost, your time.
