All we need is some Love

Love as they say is hard to find. And rightly so. Yes. It is. It is hard to find. There’s so much evil and sadness in the world. So much pain. So much sorrow. So much bad things happening around us. So much pointless drama. So much of selfishness. But the world is still a beautiful place to live in.

Why?

Because of love.

‘True love is hard to find.’ ‘I have never been in love.’ ‘When will I find my soul-mate.’ ‘No one is ever complete without their partner.’

Love isn’t a fairytale. It isn’t a Cindrella story with a happy ending. It isn’t guy-meets-girl-they-fall-in-love-bad-guy-jumps-in-guys-rescues-girl-happily-ever-after. Love is painful and complicated and messy and stupid and strong and beautiful.

Love isn’t just between two lovers. Love is so much more than that. So much more pure and wonderful and painful, all at the same time.

It’s love when you wake up in the middle of the night just to put blanket over your brother. It’s love when you buy a surprise gift for your mom on mother’s day. It’s love when the other person gets hurt and you are worried to death. It’s love when you pray for someone else’s well-being before you. It’s love when you fight with your siblings because they called you names. It’s love when all you need to smile is a smile on your loved one’s face. It’s love when you sacrifice sleep for your child. It’s love when you cry when the other person is crying. It’s love when you shout at your best friend because she did something stupid. It’s love when you fight over silly things. It’s love when you ignore the bad parts and concentrate on good ones. It’s love when even the ugliest side of your lover doesn’t deter you. It’s love when you are willing to die for the other. It’s love when a father slogs day and night in his office just so he can buy his child a long wanted bicycle. It’s love when you stop on your way home just to buy her the flowers she love. it’s love when you see two people together and you think of that special person. It’s love when all you want is for the other person to be happy, even if you’re not. It’s love when you keep on caring for someone even if they’ve stopped caring for you.

Love gives us the strength to get up from the bed every morning even when everything is wrong in our life. Love drives us to be that person whom everyone wants to be with. Love gives inspiration to people. Love gives meaning to our lives. To live, we must love.

Love isn’t a big, grenade and guns word. It’s a feeling, it’s a commitment. It’s a promise that you will never step back. It’s a vow that no matter what happens you will always be there. No matter how messy the situation, no matter how high the stakes.

I have never been in love. But. I know what it feels to be loved and to love. I love my brother and my mother and my aunts and uncles and cousins and my best friend and friends. Why should I let myself think that I am incomplete just because I didn't find 'true love'? What does true love mean really? Do we know for sure? Why should I let all these people’s love for me be rendered useless? I have all the love, all the people in the world I need.

 Why does ‘being in love’ matter so much? Why do we let all those people who have ALWAYS been there for us, get away just because there’s another person in our lives? Why do we put all our loved ones on the second number in our priority list? A friend who has been with you 20 years and a lover you’ve been with for a year. Parents who have brought you up, sacrificed their every dream for yours, spent almost all of their lives on YOU.

How is it justified that the lover is more important now? HOW?

Don’t sacrifice your love but don’t forget your family either. You know in your heart when you are right. Don’t ignore that voice which tells you that you are doing wrong to your family. Love your beloved and love your family too. Human heart has so much capacity for love. Instead of showering all your love on one person, let your heart grow. Make place for other people. Let all your loved ones know that all of them are special.

Love is knocking on your doorstep every second of your lives. Find it. Yes, it is hard. It is complicated. But it’s beautiful and wonderful too. It surprises you. It overwhelms you sometimes. Embrace it. Welcome it. Love people. Let people love you.