Love Me

🙂 What an irony I am back on this to write about love again.

Again today a friend and well wisher have prayed in temple for me. Instead of asking for good health, wealth or brain, she has asked God to make be believe in love. With this prayer there are many hands and heart that have till now prayed for me and in their prayer they have asked God to bless me with “love” and make me believe in love. I sincerely thank all those hearts and hands who raised for prayer. I sincerely pray God to bless you all with happiness, peace and prosperity.

I am not writing this post to thank you all or pray for you all. But want to ask you all a question. What is LOVE?

One gentleman gave me a movie called “hal-e-dil” nice movie. One lady gave me an example of a person who has expressed his love. Another lady told her love story and one lady told how she would like to fall in love all over again and how she lost her love, all this continued….. So I decided to watch movies. I saw few movies where they show love. I listened all those who say they love someone or in love.

One thing was common, either of them was good looking, cute and smart or both were smart, either of them was poor or both were poor or rich. They met each other, fought over various issues, then realized that they want to live with each other and they thought they are in love and then they either married or had physical relationship. Spent time and then separated or in some cases lived with each other as they had no choice.

The common part was to get into physical relationship, which they termed as love. What is love? Is it getting in to physical relationship or marrying a person who is rich or who is smart or good looking?

It was very strange to know that they believed that physical relationship is the most important part of their life(love life). “Physical Relationship” for a common man is a game of maximum 5 minutes but is a yoga. How can this a game of 5 minutes be love, which is deep like ocean, wast like sky and purest of all pure things? I feel like it is a sickness to term kissing or getting involved in game of 5 minute as love. To such people I want to ask a question, prostitutes play this 5 minute game, can you say that they sell love? Let me put in better words, can you say that they reduce your burden of pockets by giving you love?

If this is love then I am really thankful to God that he has not given me anyone whom i love. Thank you God for you have not given me faith in such love.

Love brings two soul together, love teaches you to be cool, calm, patience, fight. When you love someone you would like to walk in moon light, rain, sun, hold hands of other to enjoy morning star, evening sky, sunset and every element of nature. You get someone with whom you share your smile, tears and ups-downs of life. In summary love is uniting together to share strengths and face the challenges of life. But when physical relationship is in the center of love or when physical relationship wears face of love, I believe it is not love but an ugly hunger for body.

I referred physical relationship as yoga above. Yes, it is a yoga. No one would have observed this. In yoga, person will be taught to control his breath (vyau) in their body. The two people involved in physical relationship unconsciously enters into yoga. They unknowingly start controlling their breath, centralize their energies in one center. As they are not Excellent Practitioner of Yoga they are not able to keep that energy centralized at one point for long time. I am sure all of them would never observed that for one second they feel so relaxed, peaceful and calm that all their issues in their brain and heart would come to an end. And for sure they would not have noticed that their body gets filled with fresh energy.  After coming out of this yoga they feel very good or relaxed and most time they feel sleepy. The reason is all their senses have released tensions or exertions it was into. Everything within them have become peaceful and their unconscious mind takes them to a new world where they can find eternal peace. But their conscious mind is not able to walk with that unconscious mind.

To me both Love and Physical Relationship is like worshiping God. And when sick people make Physical Relationship as the center of love then I feel pity on them. To them I want to ask one more question, What do you find to good in this bag of skin filled with bones and muscles which will loose its beauty and strength one day. What do you find to attractive in this bag which will leave you. And most important which is not yours? 🙂

Yes, if i take base of the theory of re-incarnation then this bag of skin filled with bones and muscles is just a vessel which is being used by thoughts to accomplish their tasks.

To those for whom physical pleasure is love, I can just pray for you, you are running behind “kasturi” which you could have got if you would have understood that playing with body is not love.

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I am lost

Yes, I am lost. Sounds funny!! but its a fact, not only me all of are lost, lost in the race of fame, name, money. Hardly we know ourselves or we understand ourselves or love ourselves. We all are beggars, we don’t love ourselves and in search of love run behind others to give us love, we don’t value our money and run behind money comparing our pockets with others’ pockets.

When I seat and look back I see myself the most happiest person in the world. How happy I was collecting tadpoles, butterflies, flowers and make paper boats in rain, how happy I was racing with passing by scooter, on my little bicycle. How happy I was eating chocolates, swinging and playing in mud. How happy I was running behind rabbits and puppies. How happy I was climbing mango trees, collecting raw mangoes and eating them. How happy I was breaking rules and going far from home alone on bicycle. I was enjoying life at fullest. I had no worries, no tensions, I use to sing merrily and dance freely.

But those eyes which were not happy to see this happiness told that I grew up. I need to behave maturely. There were lots of restrictions and orders which I was made to follow. I was given targets and goals, which I had to achieve at any cost. And then life took an unexpected twist, I was asked to marry. I was asked to focus on one person, listen to one person, centralize on one person and devote my life to that person.  In all this I lost myself.

The famous Gazal of Jagit Singh comes to my mind, please return me back my those old days of childhood, rainy water, paper boats, friends, chocolates, and my life.

We all say kids are cute and loving, do we observe and note that they are cute and loving because they are innocent. But we can’t say this for adults. As we grow up our hearts fills with cheating and we become cunning, we become self centered and think of how to get our goal to earn more money, fame and name. If you are donating 1 Rupee to a beggar you will make sure others take note of it. If you are going to donate some thing in hospitals or orphanage, we make sure we let others know about our deeds. Many people make sure that their pics come in news paper. Today internet is best way to get globally recognized and so such people make sure that they get recognized globally and even bring foreign funds by showing their deeds.

Should we do such things earn name, fame and money? At the end of our life will we be taking our name, fame or money with us? Will we need name, fame and money where we will go after death? We run like mad behind all these things but what we get, after we achieve a target of some X amount of salary we look for more salary, once we have more salary we look for name, we want people to move around us, once few people will start moving around us we will need more and more people to know us and run behind us. But in this race, every where our soul is not happy may be our heart would be happy.

I listened to my soul and cut all the clutches of name, fame and money. I make sure I enjoy the time with birds singing around me, flowers blooming around me, cool breeze of the morning, fleet of birds, without noticing others, i jump into puddles and enjoy rain, without taking care of being noticed I donate, I save lives of birds, animals and pamper trees.

I don’t care if people think me mad, I still at this age hold puppies in arms and play with them. I don’t think whether it is good or bad to hold kittens or play with cats, I simply spend time whenever I get chance to be with kittens.

I don’t care if people say I am crazy I stop by to take pictures of clouds, flowers, birds, sun, moon and stars. And when I do this, I really feel I am happy, alive and near to God.