TALES OF LOVE....

The most important part of the language that all the world speaks, the language which everyone is capable of understanding in their... It is LOVE...  Something very older than humanity, more ancient than desert. It is pure language of the world. It requires no explanations, just as the universe requires none as it travels through endless time.

When I see and hear people moaning, paining over their love break-ups or problems, I think why such painful feelings comes to heart or mind. This is because in today's world the word LOVE has confined its meaning to 'Emotional and physical attachment'. Today love has become a statistical word where a guy having gf thinks himself of high status than a gfless guy and same with girls too. And this sometimes leads to wild competition and jealousy. Now the word LOVE is embaressed of itself coz of the degradation of       its meaning so much.

But in my thoughts, I have tried to preserve the very original meaning of it. I cant express the feelings through these mere words, but I can share those moments and gestures when a strange feeling of satisfaction and peace merge into me which I name as LOVE.

When  I look a river merging into sea, I feel the moment of dedication of the river for the sea.
When I see a couple of dove flying under the endless sky, I witness a moment of freedom.
When I hear a child's laughter when I swing him in air, I get a feeling of unbound trust from him.
When I open my laptop, a wallpaper of RADHA-KISHNA engrossed in beautiful expression of their sacred love appears before me , a magical experience of devotion lingers me.
Seeing the hide and seek game of moon and clouds, I try to feel the joy of the game.
The punctuality of sun for the earth, gives a moment of respect.
Dancing in the rain fills my heart with charm that no other things can replace.

And when all these moments and feelings get combined, they result into something very enchanting, very pure, very spectacular and magical, which i term as LOVE. People writes love stories taking plots and characters, but the real tales of love is sung by each and every element of this beautiful nature.... just we have to listen and feel it.

Love is a journey not destination. It is the love and affinity only which makes us travel in this vast universe with time.
                                                                                  LOVE KEEPS US ALIVE.