February 11, 2014

Again, what is love?

So Valentine's Day is just a couple of days away. Let's talk about love. "Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired," celebrated American poet Robert Frost had opined. How beautifully it sums up the truth! That feeling. That craving. That longing. To be with the one you want. To give them the best joys the universe has to offer. To get to your personal best, and to keep bettering it, because they deserve nothing less from you.

When you're in love, the only thing you want is to give. You don't need anything back. Seeing the joy and gratitude on their face is the best gift perhaps you can get. That warmth is all you need to keep the fire burning. The contentment-kind-of love is perhaps the best state of mind you can have. You don't expect anything from them. You don't need it, in fact. You are grateful that you know them, that you can tell them you love them, how much they mean to you and that they appreciate and reciprocate your feelings. An unspeakable joy that remains.

I'm talking about unconditional love. Using the adjective is redundant, because if it's not unconditional, it's not love. If you have the fortune to be able to give unconditional, absolute love, it's like you have tapped into a sanctum of the universe that gives you everlasting peace and joy. When you experience unconditional love, this love becomes like the laws of universe, like gravity. Whether a good man falls from a building or a bad man falls, gravity cannot not act. Likewise, when it's unconditional love you experience for them, you have the comfort of knowing that this feeling will last forever. It will last even if they, God forbid, hurt you and cast you aside. You still wish them well and pray that life be kind and merciful to them. They will forever be with you, in your prayers and your memories. You are never away from them. It's a deeply satisfying feeling. May all have the fortune of experiencing this state of being. There's no looking back then.

One thing I wanted to discuss here is whether love is a verb or a noun? I remember reading in some newspaper/magazine or website recently that love is a verb, something that you have to keep doing, keep expressing, otherwise it fades away. I disagree. If it is possible "to love", then it must be possible "not to love" too. Just like you can choose whether to eat or not to eat, whether to jog or not to jog, you must be able to choose not to love. But nah, that doesn't happen.

Losing your heart is like losing your virginity; if it's gone, it's gone. A lover is like Wanted's Salman Khan, jisne ek  baar commitment de diya, phir toh woh bhi khud ki bhi nahi sunta. Boyzone captured this feeling wonderfully in their 2008 comeback single Love You Anyway:
"It’s unbelievably hard to love you, but I love you anyway.
I’ve been trying too hard not to love you, but I love you anyway...
[Bridge]
"I don’t get it, I really don’t get it,  I try to walk away but my feet won’t let me."

"Unlove" just does not happen. It's not a verb, it's a noun. It's a state of being that you just can't help. Maybe that article meant about doing things to express love. Advice column it was. 

One of my faourite bands, Westlife, throughout their entire 14-year-long career, sang about one and only one thing: love. Bon Jovi described this feeling as a bad medicine, but U2 said it's a miracle drug. It's this, and that, and more. Many sages have interpreted God as nothing but love.

Woah woah woah! APPLY BRAKES, Hemant Gairola. This philosophical, sentimental stuff doesn't work. Write something else. Hmmmm... Yeah, I should write something funny. My non-love stories, maybe? The follow image (courtesy: Klearchos) is more like me talking about love:
But let's end this post with a quote that goes with the theme of this blogpost minus the previous para.

“To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both the sides.” —David Viscott

Pssst! Four years ago, I'd have said love is this: What is love?