Random Thoughts on Rain
The third spell of rain has just gotten over. Rain has now become so scarce, it has become a metaphor for all that was once owned and is now lost...
Loss, is one of the most profound of emotions and it lingers in the soul, gnawing into the depths and exposing the deepest layers of feeling, peel by painful peel...The onion of life is like that...we grieve for what we thought we once had, and has now flown from our hands...palpable but unchangeable..
Accept, they say...accept the change, for that is the one rule of life. People change, goalposts change, ideas change, dreams change and so does the weather.
Why do we want to never let go? Why do we fear the cleansing that comes from pain...the tears that wash away the hurt at least for a while...till the hurt can be borne no more..
Why do we hurt those whom we consider the closest and then grieve when we lose them in the process? Why do we expect people to understand us when we cannot really understand them? Why do we judge people by our own beliefs, some of which may not be any less biased than those of others...?
Why do we believe in happily ever after stories, when in reality, none exist? Why do we forgive and then seek appreciation of our grand tolerance from the one we forgave..?
Why does intimacy make us selfish and scared? Why do we want to be loved back just the way we love someone..? Why does the mind expect reciprocation of the same variety ?
Feelings do not follow Newton's third law...every loving action does not have an equal and opposite reaction. and in the same intensity. Just because we love someone, we cannot expect them to love us in the selfsame manner. That would not be love..that would be a bargain...and true love must not look for bargains, must not look for give and take, but only give till the heart is full of the joy that comes from the giving..
No one belongs to anyone... we are all free and alone. A relationship must look for complementing the beloved and not completing him or her...There is no such thing as a better or a worse half...two individuals come together under the influence of Nature, melting their egos so as to get close enough for a possibility of procreation...that is Nature's big trick upon us.
The rain is here again...and will be gone in a few minutes. I am grateful for every drop of this elixir of life. I cherish the grey skies..and the very few drops that come and go..
Love is like the rain...it comes when least expected and then sometimes, goes without warning. The joys of love are really in the recollection of it...the moments that the heart records, that come out in the quiet of the night...when the pillow which is hugged is damp with tears of remembrance or the embrace of a lonely heart, which recollects the warm touch of the beloved...who is physically or metaphorically far away...
The heart is a lonely hunter...a lonely melancholy bird, and it dreams all the time of Utopia...
Loss, is one of the most profound of emotions and it lingers in the soul, gnawing into the depths and exposing the deepest layers of feeling, peel by painful peel...The onion of life is like that...we grieve for what we thought we once had, and has now flown from our hands...palpable but unchangeable..
Accept, they say...accept the change, for that is the one rule of life. People change, goalposts change, ideas change, dreams change and so does the weather.
Why do we want to never let go? Why do we fear the cleansing that comes from pain...the tears that wash away the hurt at least for a while...till the hurt can be borne no more..
Why do we hurt those whom we consider the closest and then grieve when we lose them in the process? Why do we expect people to understand us when we cannot really understand them? Why do we judge people by our own beliefs, some of which may not be any less biased than those of others...?
Why do we believe in happily ever after stories, when in reality, none exist? Why do we forgive and then seek appreciation of our grand tolerance from the one we forgave..?
Why does intimacy make us selfish and scared? Why do we want to be loved back just the way we love someone..? Why does the mind expect reciprocation of the same variety ?
Feelings do not follow Newton's third law...every loving action does not have an equal and opposite reaction. and in the same intensity. Just because we love someone, we cannot expect them to love us in the selfsame manner. That would not be love..that would be a bargain...and true love must not look for bargains, must not look for give and take, but only give till the heart is full of the joy that comes from the giving..
No one belongs to anyone... we are all free and alone. A relationship must look for complementing the beloved and not completing him or her...There is no such thing as a better or a worse half...two individuals come together under the influence of Nature, melting their egos so as to get close enough for a possibility of procreation...that is Nature's big trick upon us.
The rain is here again...and will be gone in a few minutes. I am grateful for every drop of this elixir of life. I cherish the grey skies..and the very few drops that come and go..
Love is like the rain...it comes when least expected and then sometimes, goes without warning. The joys of love are really in the recollection of it...the moments that the heart records, that come out in the quiet of the night...when the pillow which is hugged is damp with tears of remembrance or the embrace of a lonely heart, which recollects the warm touch of the beloved...who is physically or metaphorically far away...
The heart is a lonely hunter...a lonely melancholy bird, and it dreams all the time of Utopia...
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