Love is a sweet poison. If not anything
else, people who have experienced true love would essentially agree on this
fact. Thus, the question arises: is falling in it really sweet or poisonous.
One of my friends whom I adore very much as
a person is recently bothered most of her time about not having a person in her
life all by herself, as in a lover. Having not experienced true love, she feels
sad. I was both happy and not-so-happy for her. Why?
Let me put it this way: There are two kinds
of life running parallel to each other in our world: First:When a person’s life
sees absence of love, it passes day after day much like anyone else’s,
ordinarily with its own set of monotonies and routines. It blends into the
lives of billions of people on this planet and doesn’t lie the closest to the
purpose it is created to fulfill.It is the life of people we see everywhere
around us, invested in gathering money,education,family etc,much like anyone
else.
Second: A life remarkably unique as
compared to the first one. Its only when one has lived that life can one
differentiate between the two. Its a life wherein a person becomes conscious of
each and every passing moment, where he seeks unknown heavenly happiness, where
a smile on his face is equivalent to thousands of smiles he has spent in his
life without love. A life with love sees a person the closest to his dreams and
things close to his heart. As love brings one’s soul close to oneself in the
process of uniting it with someone else’s, a person is rinsed of all ill feelings;
he sees love in everything that life and its people have to offer to him. The years
passed in love become his soul treasure of best memories. In love, he finds his
life the same as it is expected to be, growing to its exact potential. Nirvana
seeks purification through detachment, love attains purification through attachment.
We were sent to Earth with other people to purify ourselves and live with the
people, so..which tool would help us in meeting what is expected of our life?
When love has so much to offer to someone,
why is it said to be a sweet poison?
Imagine a person mesmerized by the beauty
of moments in his life with love having to come down to a life much like anyone
else, bereft of all the dissimilarities and uniqueness. Put in other words,
forced to live a life without love for certain reasons, when one has already
experienced what it is like with love, life falls apart in bits and pieces! He
tries to move on, to help life regain its former glory, but the harsh reality
remains that his life gets stuck back in time, finding it too difficult to
trail off the beautiful path once traversed. The knowing of the fact that his
life can be so much more, he as a person can be so much more and also the truth
that without love his life has been rendered an average appearance though
possessing majestic potential calls for dissatisfaction and helplessness.
People who love fear separation, because
it’s the basic rule of true love. People realise the other’s importance in
lives when they know they would have to part with them one day. Only the fear
of inevitable separation brings two souls exceptionally close and makes them united.
Mesmerized by their beauty, we try to hold on to each passing moments, but they
slip by like bubbles in water, the more you try to preserve them, the more they
get out of your hands. Its a life lived under constant fear, fear of
separation.Also, love which sees familial/societal rejection demands sacrifice.
Pure love besieges pure sacrifice for a fact, which in turn brings in pain.
Life lived in the presence of love is
undoubtedly the greatest of all and the most beautiful but the plight of the
same life if it is forced to ride on without love is comparable to the
condition of a bouquet detached from roses, covered with thorns.
But then only a few fortunate ones get to
taste the real flavour of love, true to the core. It’s savoured memories, the
most glorious of memories, can act as a person’s soul reason of living for the
rest of his life.
What do you think now? Is falling in love
sweet or is it not?
Divya Sanghvi
