One Love. One Life. Let's Get Together And Feel Alright.

Frankly, I have been thinking about writing about this for quite some time and it was time I put fingers to the keyboard (A modern day adaptation of pen to paper) I don't know why but I keep picking these complicated topics! Last time it was God, this time it's even more complicated. It's Love.

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Such funny things these 'emotions'... Make our life more complicated yet pleasant! Love is the most notorious emotion of them all. It makes a person or breaks him. “There will never be no love at all.”said Bob Marley. At first, I was skeptical about this. I was skeptical about love in general. I mean, love? How do you feel loved? How do I know that I love a person? How do I know that a person loves me? Why do I love? Where is love? What is love? All these questions that I could not figure out for 16 years of my life, were answered in 3 months. By Brasil.

Aai ani Baba. :')

I mean, you can't really answer these questions. You figure them out. Love evolves. When I was a child I probably loved a teddy bear or a cartoon and I could not 'bear' (Nice pun!) these things taken away from me. By the time I was fifteen my love had evolved. I loved my school, my friends and a girl. An year later I find myself loving my parents, my country, my relatives... ( I still love my friends) because I desire that occasional hug or a kiss from my parents, I miss the atmosphere of my country, I miss the smile on the face of my relatives when they are proud of my and my friends... I just love them. I don't need a reason for that. I miss these things because I am away. Distance and feeling sad taught me that I love them. There. One question answered. How do I know that I love someone.

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Now,  when my parents tell me, 'Son, we miss you.' and then narrate an event where they remembered me, why they remembered me, how much they remembered me, I feel loved. When my friends say,' Bochya, phaar zaala, parat ye gapchup' I feel loved. When my grandparents ask me,' Chotu, sagla theek ahe na?' I feel loved.  Now, it's not just the love from my home country. Here, my mother tells me,'When you leave, I am going to be very sad' the look on her face when she says that, makes me feel loved. When a friend at school, runs up to me and gives

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me a BIG hug after I miss school for some days, makes me feel loved. There. Another question answered. Love is nothing more than a feeling when you feel safe, appreciated, needed, valued and trusted and much more all at the same time. That is what I feel. Love is a collection of the adjectives.
And Why do I love? I love, to survive. I love to lead a better life. I love to wipe out any amount of hatred I have in me. Love is overpowering. Love cannot be controlled. I love so that I can be a better human being. I can be a better citizen of this 'Lovely' world. Distance taught me this. Feeling hurt taught me this. I Love You makes more sense all of a sudden. Where is this Love... The presence of love is similar to the presence of God. It's all around, it's in your heart, it's in the people you see around you. I just realised an amusing thing, did you notice that the girl I loved as a 15 year old was never mentioned again? Maybe I stopped loving her. Maybe. A friend of mine put in a good debate on that part, she said,' I don't think you can ever 'un-love' a person'. Perhaps she was right. Perhaps not.

One of my fav.pic with two of my fav.people

Family ties.

Well, So be it. This is what I think about one of the most complicated topic in the universe and this is not all. There is much more but I'll pass for now. I tried searching for a fitting ending but I can't really think of any nice quote or poem and it seems whatever others have written doesn't fit here that well. I really don't know what to say.. I'm at a loss of words. There there, that;s the ending I was searching for. I am at a loss of words. That's Love for you. Simple.