LOVE

LOVE

Love is rare in life and visits only the fortunate few. The rest either mistake the fake thing for the real or compromise with the false as if it were true. Where necessity is, there love is not. Where ambition is, there love is not. Where aspiration is, there love is not. Love is a refined state of being, of living in the sanctum of truth, beauty and goodness shorn of the trappings of outer religiosity that is at best materialism masked well enough. To love is to be blessed and to be loved is to be blessed as well. The flow of love must be continuous, its communication constant, and the least bit of separation must bring intense pangs of longing and misery, termed in Sanskrit as 'viraha'. Love is the foundational principle of life, its sustenance and its destination divine. The world knows not love. The vagabond knows it who has nothing to do but love. ❤️

Written by Sugata Bose