He loved, he was killed...
It is rather amusing the way people work when it comes to love.Love is all pervasive but at the same time is overrated in a very narrow sense. It is perceived as a romantic connection, in most cases. People have to be motivated to love. More often than not, they look for reinforcements. The so-called pure feeling is adultrated by negative feelings like jealousy, greed, lust, anger etc.
When a person learns to love genuinely, he is more open and vulnerable. The society takes advantage of this. To avoid this from happening,he builds a hard exterior. He forgets to love. He forgets to live.
I have loved, I have lived, I was battered. But I still love, I still live. And there is no better feeling than to love. Even if the person you feel it towards doesn't know or is not with you, the feeling makes you feel like a human being, at the end of the day. You feel at ease with yourself.
As clicheed as this may seem, feel love, for yourself and for others. If you feel you are incapable of feeling this way, look within. You will find the answers.
I came across a Hindi song called "In dino" from the movie "Life in a Metro"which was a movie with countless emotions. It depicted how complicated relationships get in a city life and how people deprive themselves of love for want of a greater feeling which is non-existant. The lyrics of the song are very touching and meaningful. I have translated it in English; might seem pretty cheesy, but you get the point :P
In dino, dil mera, mujhse hai keh raha , tu khaab
saja, tu ji le jara,
hai tujhe bhi izaazat, karle tu bhi muhabbat.
Berang si hai badi zindagi kuchh rang to bharoon,
main apani tanahaayi ke waaste ab kuchh toh karoon.
Jab mile thodi fursat, khudse karle muhabbat
hai tujhe bhi izaazat, karle tu bhi muhabbat
Usako chhupaakar main sabse kabhi le chaloon
kahin door…
aankhon ke pyaalon kse pita rahoon usake chehre ka noor.
Iss jamaane se chhupakar , puri karloon main
hasrat
hai tujhe bhi izaazat, karle tu bhi muhabbat.
In English :-S
These days my heart tells me to dream , to live a
little,
Even you have permission, even you can love.
Colorless is life let me fill it with some
colors,
Let me do something about this lonliness in my
life,
When you get a bit of time, love yourself a
little,
Even you have permission, even you can love.
Let me hide her from others and take her far
away,
With the pails of my eyes I was drinking from the
beauty of her face,
Let me hide myself from time and fulfill my
desires,
Even you have permission, even you can love.
posted by Pri @ 2:28 AM
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