I will be beginning to write this with a disclaimer, I am not the most qualified person to talk about this topic, and nor can I genuinely explain every aspect of this topic in this blog, however, If I can add little bit of value and maybe little bit of clarity for someone’s personal life then my work here is complete.

We sometimes face a dilemma; we like someone, but they are not physically there; we want to share our feelings with them. Still, they are not statues or trained professionals who should be responsible for fixing our feelings or even listening to them and spending their precious emotions and time on us. This is what I mean everything in life is temporary, and that isn’t sad; in fact, it’s beautiful because we get to choose and decide in our limited control of destiny’s reigns that who we want to spend those moments with, what truly matters to us. Infatuation does not mean love; it focuses on selfish feelings where one focuses on their own emotions and thinks of themselves more than the other person; that is not love. It is passionate but very individualistic. This is not harsh. It is simply the truth that one may or may not realize. When it comes to love, it is a constant feeling. You care more about someone else, something else than yourself. Even if you don’t have enough, you will never let the other one feel that void; you may be damaged or dealing with a thousand woes but will stand as the mature pillar of support for those you love. Love is a feeling of immense bliss; you feel like flying like the world is a new place, the whole universe is giving you a tight hug in its embrace. It is the closest thing to magic we have in the world. However, love is also like a castle between the most challenging obstacles, which include the fire of insecurities, the moats of selfishness, and most of all, one step in any direction will move you outside that castle. It is not a place; it is not a person; it is a moment in the temporary relativity of time. We may have someone to share this love with or be in it alone. However, that is not what I am pointing at. Love, my beautiful reader, is freedom; you don’t own anyone, not even yourself. So, liberate your insecurities, fears, doubts, selfish intentions and most of all, the fear of losing that special someone. Love will test you multiple times; it will challenge your understanding of affection, maturity and sense of self. Only Traverse on this path knowing that you are open to change, available to the fear of falling in love so that at some moment you can rise free like a beautiful dove.

Lastly, I would like to end this with a small talk about reality. The reality is that I know little to nothing of everything I said above because if one thinks they can dictate the definition or define love which I mentioned in the beginning, it is infinite. They are drastically wrong, my friend. We know nothing of love till we do. I am in a dilemma right now, so I can’t say anything else as well. Believe in it and stay true to the journey; you will not find it; it will find you….