I was asked yesterday, about why I liked a person -
Well....there could be 300 things to list for liking someone.
But I happen to love this person.....
(nope, nothing heartbreakingly romantic, just a lot of affection)
And it made me wonder, why do I like them? Liking is a rational choice and there is clearly a list of 30 things to like about someone...but when you love someone - a parent, a partner, a child, a friend, a sibling, whoever....there is nothing rational. You just love them, no matter their embellishments or their flaws..
Love is a culmination of shared goals. Of running towards something together. Of building sand castles together and clapping in glee. Of watching your castles being washed away by the sea with the wisdom of philosophers. It's growing together. It's making each other better. It's laughing and crying together, even if you don't fully understand the other - it's saying I am here for you.
Love is never about possession. Or control. Or even fidelty. Love is simply honest. Love is the ability to just be and the let the other person be. Love is acceptance. It's trust. It's reliability. Love is giving, it is also in taking. It's a sense of belonging, that binds you in invisible ways.
It's taken me years to understand it.
Well....there could be 300 things to list for liking someone.
But I happen to love this person.....
(nope, nothing heartbreakingly romantic, just a lot of affection)
And it made me wonder, why do I like them? Liking is a rational choice and there is clearly a list of 30 things to like about someone...but when you love someone - a parent, a partner, a child, a friend, a sibling, whoever....there is nothing rational. You just love them, no matter their embellishments or their flaws..
Love is a culmination of shared goals. Of running towards something together. Of building sand castles together and clapping in glee. Of watching your castles being washed away by the sea with the wisdom of philosophers. It's growing together. It's making each other better. It's laughing and crying together, even if you don't fully understand the other - it's saying I am here for you.
Love is never about possession. Or control. Or even fidelty. Love is simply honest. Love is the ability to just be and the let the other person be. Love is acceptance. It's trust. It's reliability. Love is giving, it is also in taking. It's a sense of belonging, that binds you in invisible ways.
It's taken me years to understand it.
2 comments:
Interesting.
Monday. Delhi. Again. Just saying.
Does Lockdown Macht Frei, like Arbeit Macht Frei?
How is the cope up mechanism working?
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