Where do you go looking for love?
People are basically ignorant. Let’s first agree on that. I mean even the most intelligent person on earth at any given moment wouldn’t know an answer for everything. And while the answers to all the hardest rational questions harrowing the world could be derived after copious thoughts. But questions on even the simplest irrational things like basic human emotions such as fear and love and hate, could throw the world on its heels for answers that would seem so easy yet still the hardest thing to be found. Cause all the answers are perceptional. We are all in search for such answers all our lives. We kind of set our purpose of life around the answers we draw out of these emotions that we emote, to others and within ourselves. Our emotions basically bifurcates into love and hate. People, things, actions we love to do or we hate to. Every other emotions could be fit into or be brought upon by these two. Like happiness, sadness, anger, fear, joy are all derived but being with people and/or doing things you love or hate. Just a mix and match of it. Sometimes you love to hate and get aggressive and at times you hate to see things you love in others possession and feel jealous. All these seem to be brought out basically of love and hate. But aren’t both ends of the same spectrum. Like heat and cold. Light and darkness. Oh how we love to put the positively I words first. You feel odd saying hate and love, don’t you. Then again, what is coldness? Isn’t it just absence of heat. And darkness absence of light. See cold and dark are just zero scale of heat and light. Because cold and dark don’t exist. They are non existent. You can’t spread cold or darkness, you can only absolve light and heat in order to achieve dark and cold. So the only existent thing is heat. Light. And love. Hate is just an absence of love. So what drives all our emotions and by means all of us? Love.
Love is hard to define, isn’t it? Conventionally when we say love, we mean it as it is the highest there’s to that how someone could feel about something. It is the end of the scale. Could be infinite if numbered but remember it’s irrational. That’s why we have various measures asking the way. Starting with like, can we say? Mostly we look for similarities to identify ourselves with something so that we can put it on a scale to measure and even if it shows a little the positive, we develop a likeness towards it. If not dislike. But we are not here to talk about it. So as this likeness grows, we start to get attracted, grow fond of, start admiring and even worship people and things. We even named the similarities as likeness, do you see. This likeness is the start of identity. We start to identify ourselves from our likeness to other persons. Like family, the most likeness you could find physically and friends mentally. Even the things we do, that defines us, that creates our identity is by how we put things on our love scale. Even art. An artist chooses do something that he can identify with, by finding the similarities to his ability and developing the likeness towards the medium and by due process excels. A painter paints cause he likes to paint. Just for love. Hard work delivers by the investment of time they put in, again driven by love.
Is love all good? Shouldn’t it be providing just peace and joy? But why does it hurt sometimes, to love? Well you see, you don’t need burning hot, just the warmth. Not blinding light, just enough to read. So if love is on the end of the scale, how can we say it’s overboard? When it causes dissimilarities or dislike or hate from outside. You might love to eat a burger but there’s a physical limit to how much you can. But not with other things such as people. In an uncomplicated love towards a person, like being a fan of a person, an one way affair between a person and a persona, too much adoration causes discomfort or hurt when you pay too much of your effort just to prove a point. Like trying buy something related that you can’t really afford. Or simply in an altercation with someone who hates the same persona you worship. In a two way relationship, things get a little complicated. Because it’s like two mismatched gear of uneven sizes trying to pull something too heavy. Doesn’t matter how much effort you put in, there are only certain times when the cogs match and roll together. That’s how families and friends roll. Trying to fit in when possible and pull as much as you can. But what about the epitome love, the unbounded love between two souls, with not much genetic similarities as a family, but more of mental, friendly thing, except the gears are set to roll together till the end of either one. How do they pull their weight? When you think about it, you realise how it’s such a miracle. And how often such miracles happen is a question that can never be answered. But still aren’t we all in search of such miracle in our life, to fit in with someone and pull each others weight till eternity!?
So how do find that love of our life? We can’t wait on our couch for that miracle to fall through the roof, can we? Where do we go find this cog that would fit yours? Is there only one such wheel in the whole world that could run with yours? How do we even know if their teeth is going to fit with yours? Even if we settle with someone who thought were a match, how sure can we be that things will set the cogs in motion? We hardly know the answers. Aren’t we all such ignorant little creatures!?