Love

 God created the humans on Earth. He, in a demiurgic manner, layered each organ of our body with each feelings and functions. And to the heart did he give the most tedious job of pumping blood, such that he made it the organ of life. In the different realms of the heart he daintily stuffed different feelings. This depicted the fact that as heart functioned until death, so he wanted a person to be emotionless only when the heart beat impediments or when a person dies.

 So, we humans are accompanied by sentiments in every walk of life. Without emotions we would become like lifeless mass of perfectly  manufactured physique. So God thought to stuff us with several emotions. Firstly, he created the positive emotions. But then, as he was brushing it up, he created negative emotions, so as to emphasize the importance of positive feelings. But later, he thought that it would be difficult to bind the humans with each other without a certain feeling because miseries would only lead to violence and extinction of the race. So, then God created the most beautiful and binding emotion, and maybe, the homo sapiens baptized it as- love.
 Actually, love is that gluing feeling created by God that attaches the hearts. The way resonant bodies acquire same amplitude, similarly, when the frequency of brain waves and heart waves of two people synchronize, a kind of bonding is formed between them and the feeling of love does its work. That is why love creates filaments of bonding between any two people in the firmament who don't seem to be similar by blood, but their frequencies match.
 The way every new creation gets gradually garnished by unwanted ailments, even the true meaning and sense of love has been being topped by layers of vulgarity and wrong comprehensions. Whenever love comes to mind, the physical attraction is the first thing that we visualize and due to that, the true sense of love is being killed. When being racy comes first to the mind, that isn't love.
 The word love is being thought to be a kind of obnoxious and vulgar. When we read the word-love, do we first think of connate love towards our parents? No, we simply think of a valentine's love. The kind of love to be approved by cupid- the God of love. The kind of love that is actually infatuation.
So to connote, the true meaning of love has vanished.
 God created that pious and sacred emotion of bondage which has been wrongly interpreted these days. Moreover, this word, besides being vulgar, has become a trend among youngsters. An "I love you", and the opposite gender listener, becomes completely theirs. Whether the heart attaches or not, the brain gets attracted by a person, and the proposal creeps in.
 Actually the word love has a deep philosophy underneath it. Love isn't just a single feeling. The way, the pituitary gland is the master gland, love is the master emotion. Contemporary with love arises satisfaction, attraction, happiness, joy and its synonymous feelings. We human beings are addicted to comfort, shelter and protection. And love provides the same shelter, comfort and protection. So love doesn't arise from the physical feelings, only attraction can arise in such a manner. And once love arises, if it is an opposite gender person, then another kind of love ushers and the hormones create the physical feeling. But this new kind of love is actually an offspring of the first kind of love,i.e., the affectionate love. So sexual love arises only from affectionate love. If the physical love arises first instead of affectionate love, then it is actually not love, but it is infatuation or attraction. This deep meaning of love has been misinterpreted and the word "love" has been undignified.
 A coffee table talk with teenagers have brought about the only physical meaning of love. I asked one of them that what according to him, was actually the true meaning of the word love. The explanation went on for quite many sips. He said, "Love is being loyal to my dearest girlfriend. Love is having blind faith upon my girlfriend. Love is touching no one (a girl) other than my girlfriend with vivid intentions. My girlfriend has become a habit for me, just like rum becomes an addiction, similarly, my love, my girlfriend has become a necessity for me ( to quote his words) - wo mera nasha ban gayi hai. " Well, maybe, he was right in his part, I didn't use the illicit polygraph test on him to find out whether he truly loved his girlfriend but there was something critical that I noticed.

 I had never mentioned about love towards his girlfriend. I mean, I had simply asked him what love was. He did not even utter a single word relating to the other forms of love. I mean motherly affection meant nothing to him. I don't tend to criticize anyone who helped me to hunt for the meaning of love but it means that the smell that I had perceived of the vanishing vapours of the true meaning of the sacred emotion was not an illusion.
 So, altogether love is a complicated feeling that has been given a simple name by the English lexicographers. There would have been a thousand million google searches this Valentines Week on the topics like "How to love" or "Whom to love" or "How to show love" or "What to gift to impress a lover", but I bet, not even a thousand searches would have been for questing the meaning of the word "love".
 The couples boast of that they could elucidate to anyone, the meaning of love. The coffee table talk was for the same purpose. I wanted an explanation of the feeling of love. But the results really left me startled. The parental love is as though not at all love for the young adults. They just simply lived, to dress up to impress the already impressed and the unimpressed ones.
 Every hunt must have a connotation, and my personal views of true love is that of course love is an attachment of hearts and not the brains, but when we love a person, we do not try to keep trying to win over the person's heart. the way teens of today, dress up and spend thousands extravagantly to impose a good impression upon the lover is quite ridiculous according to me. I would never hesitate to stroll around in front of my father in my night suit with undone and uncombed hair. I would not think before making a foolish comment in my brother's presence. I would not worry if anyone of them gets infuriated with me. I would be sure that their heart waves are never going to change and so will mine. So the love is never to increase. The glues sticky enough to tie my minutest atom with my family. I would not be ashamed to show my weaknesses to my grandma, or my absurd jokes would always keep irritating my grandpa. I have been falling down in their presence, and have been balancing myself in their presence. In my ups and downs, they have never left me alone. I would never bring chocolates in order to win over anyone of them. I know that god destined us to stay together and so did he attach us and grouted us. Then why not being the true "me" in front of them. So, I feel, this is true love.

Howsoever I look, my mom loves me.
Because that is what true love is.

 One doesn't need to even verbalize those "I love yous" in order to express one's feeling to a true lover again and again. The greeting cards and flowers are all rubbish. The materialistic attractions encourage such acts. I don't blame teenagers because their hormones indirectly are the cause of the attractions that have been misinterpreted in most cases as love. But it is a kind of genuine point that they must think over, before getting into a relationship that are they meant for each other...Is their love only physical love or the affectionate love. Have they always been trying to impress each other or have been in their ground state in front of their lover.
 There's a need for the couples to understand that other forms of love do exist and that the true and sacred emotion of bondage needs to be preserved. Just take a step back and set off for the voyage to search for the true feeling of love in the seas of emotions created by God. Actually, love is incomprehensible. The only way to define love is the compassion and affection towards a person whose company feels comfortable, shame- free, joyous, amiable and amicable. There's no need to ogle at our mother. So love isn't a lecherous feeling, it is the voice of our heart.
 So, this Valentine's  Day, the best gift to anyone could be elucidation of the true meaning of the pious and sacred emotion - love.

"Love is: drowning,

 In the ocean of affection.

 Love does neither see

 The form nor complexion.

 It sees not, one's extravagance

 And one's biz.

 An intimate attachment,

 Love truly is."

  It is an humble plead to each human to not to crumble the importance and purity of the intelligently inscribed emotion in the realms of our heart. Love is not only meant for the peace of mind. But love is meant for the peace of our souls. And if our your soul rests when we are with someone, then it means we love that "someone". Peace of the soul is a litmus test for intimate love.

The True "me"

We might be bad at swimming but good at tennis. We might be good in language, but worst at maths. We might love sulking and gadding round but hate studying with persuasion. We might be ill- tempered and irascible, but also kind- hearted and caring by nature. We might be loving sweets but  be wanting to cut up calories. We might hate nutritious eatables but love roadside junkies. We might be impatient to meet our friends but might be unwilling to get back to our parents. Whatever be our liking and disliking, we all have a unique "me" within us. A "me" might be adorable at times, but at times something to be ashamed of.

But have we ever wondered "Why am I me??" Yes, this is one of the interrogations that we sway upon us while pondering into someone's remark. And we try to add up layers of other traits upon the "me". And the true "me" gets stacked down into the overlying segments of attributes. The layers above the stacked down "me" vanish the true being of us. The flavors of extravagant spices with which we attempt to plead the on-lookers infer an amended self.

What if the plops of gallons of water upon the Earth, veil its "me", i.e. , its own characters due to unworthy remarks of water phobics? The words of any drenched idiot does not affect the wetting ability of water. It never veils its being, by the influence of the comments of the on-lookers. It simply trails upon its true "me".

The layers of attributes cover up the true self, making us what we aren't. The superficial features last for quite a few fortnights, but then the true me booms and spurs out like the magma. So whats the meaning of pretension? In reality, we all tend to gasconade in order to grasp a position into other people's favorites.

We alter our intonation to covet a higher standard in the peak of the society. But with swirls and twirls of trends, we end up bubbling our true "me" high into the air. With gradual accumulations of motifs of other's "mes", our own "me" dwindles and fades like the smoke that stirs itself with the wind. And we ourselves feel, as though we are lost in this world of other human's "mes".

The way we are baptized with an identical name, we must uphold our identical unique attributes. Imagine being named more than thrice after birth. We will never feel possessive of a single name. We would hop from one name to another, getting lost in the world of different identities. And in the race, our true identity would be lost. Similarly, God gifted us our "me" and we should be proud of being presented with it. Each one's existence feeds a purpose, but the conditions apply. The conditions reveal that the "me" mustn't be altered.

We tend to change up our thinking and behavior in order to procure a soft corner from others. But we forget that true liking for us should arise among people considering our literal being. The Trojan disguise was meant for wicked conquering. So similarly, though pretension aids us to besiege other's hearts but it actually depicts our cunning nature. We veil our true self in order to win hearts. Masking thoughts and actions, we in reality forget our "me".

So why don't we let others keep their remarks and we keep our "me". But inspite of several epoch- making quotes and preaching, we tend not to stick to the "me". A negative note shatters us while a positive one boosts us. So we covet for boosters and in the race to get the highest positive remarks, we pace enough to leave our strolling "me" behind. We try to be airing to the on-lookers in order to gain their assertions. Though we win assertions by doing so, but we actually lose ourselves, we lose our "me".

Having lost only certain personal belongings, we cry the entire self out, so to what extent can we be hurt, if we come across the fact that we have lost our "me"? We apply lotions to protect and defend our physique. But what do we apply to protect our inner "me"? When we do care for our outward self then why don't we tend to protect our inner "me"? A cut on the skin seems to be the end of the world. But do we notice the wound on our "me" that finally dies out of the pressure of the overlying attributes? Why can't we be ourselves? Why can't we dare to showcase our true "me"? The fright to be mocked at and asserted negatively is the evil that pulls us away from being our "me". We simply put on new dresses of traits to look attractive and infatuate others, but why do we forget that we mustn't leave up our true "me" in order to do so. 

Truly speaking, we must overlook the negative comments and stay unaffected by them. The bitter words are never strong enough to penetrate into us without our will. So, its up to us whether to let the influence of the negativity amend our "me". 

We must at the very same time seize to impress and seize to try to win the hearts of people who want us to be changed. People who do not respect our "me" and who do not like us as we are, don't deserve our attention. Broadly speaking, we must just not worry about trying to win hearts. We must be our true self. We must be our true "me". We mustn't consider the negative remarks and proceed in our life in the way our inner "me" asks us to. Why to be what we aren't? Why to cheat and win hearts? Instead we must live the "me" to the fullest. We must uphold our unique "me" and definitely there would be dozens of people who would get influenced by us. The people who like us with our true "me", are the real well- wishers. So why to alter our "me" for the fake friends or rather the freaking foes? 

So lets not consider the ill- comments. Let's pledge to be ourselves, whether the others find us irritating or loving. Its time to live our full "me" and instead of questioning "Why am I me?" Lets say "I am me. And I would be me". And only then our true purpose of life could be fulfilled. Only then, can we live to our utmost potential. Only then can we face the harshest of storms that question our being. Only then can we proudly say "I am me."