Saturday, 8 April 2017

Love

What is love?

According to the dictionary, love a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection for another person. According to Def Lepard, love is supposed to bite, bleed and probably even bring a person to his or her knees. Van Gogh cut off his left ear, some say he did so because he did in a rage, some say he did it as a gift to someone he loved back then. Either way, his love for whoever it was meant for, must have been a big deal. Ouchhhh.

I have had my share of colours when it comes to love. What can I say? My love life has been a little queer and different from most people. Study hard, grow up, find a job, find that soulmate, get married, build a home together, produce offsprings and the list goes on.

I think my path is slightly different than others. I covered the education part, the growing up and finding a job sector which has been great. I am now in the midst of doing research for my own place which I hope will happen in the near future.

Yes, my path on love for another person skipped a step as compared to any other person.

I have been pretty much a normal person (or so I think). I met people. I dated. I got to know people. I have even once planned my own wedding, invested a huge amount of money for that magical day which I thought would be one of the best days of my life. And before the wedding date could be announced officially to all, I too was the one who made the decision to call it off. I do not see the need to tell the whole wide world here why I made that decision. It was not an easy decision, but I knew it was the right one. I had people asking me tonnes of questions about it. People throwing crude remarks and many more. I lost a huge load of money but I have always believed that our rezeki is from Him. And calling the event off, was perhaps a blessing in disguised, in shaa Allah.

I kept my head held high and kept my faith despite the whispers and negative comments. Yet, people who are closed to me, who loved me, supported my decision, understood and stood by my side.

This story in itself, is love. The Almighty loves me enough to not let me proceed with it. Who knows what would have happened after the wedding?

I believe that love comes in many ways and love is portrayed to us in many different forms as well. No matter how painful a situation is, be it parting ways with someone, death doing each other apart, everything else, there is always love in it.

Would you be able to see your love ones going through endless medical treatments day in, day out, enduring the excruciating pain?

Would you be able to see the person who chose to be with you, is only physically by your side, but has his or her mind, emotions and soul is elsewhere? Maybe in another planet?

Would you be able to ruin a person's rice bowl simply for your own satisfactory?

Are you able to endlessly argue with the person you love day in and day out knowing very well that person has to work the next day to provide you shelter, put food on the table and even money in your pocket?

Do you think making a person feel small, useless or even worthless is a way of showing that you love him or her? Could that way actually turn you into a bully or seen as abusive instead? It is not cool if you are the master of emotional, mental or verbal abuse. Why instil fear in a person just so he or she will stick by your side? One must be super insecure in order to do that.

The list goes on. Ask ourselves. Do we? Would we? Are we able to handle it if the roles are reversed and we are on the receiving end instead?

I always believe that love plays a part in elevating a person, providing security, comfort, ease and many more positive vibes that encompasses love. But not everyone would agree. To each his or her own. If it does not, it can also be love. it is probably His way of telling you that you are better than this and it is time to let go and move forward to something better. It may be painful at that point of time, but it could well be worth it in the long run.

Everyone has their own love story to tell. It may good, it may not be, just a matter of how each of us choose to see it.






naimefied look:

scarf: Silk Satin duck in Snowflakes
dress: StyleMart
bag: LV
shoes: Manolo Blahnik







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