Saturday, April 24, 2010

private property


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She desires and deserves to be love. Similar to all other human beings, she needs someone to be with her side; someone who could understand her deeply even her shortcomings; someone who will inspire her not only to become better but to be in her best; someone who will remind her to take a break if things are getting out of control. Someone who will whole-heartedly accept her past, help her live with the present and be with her in welcoming the future. That someone needs not to be perfect. Being with that special someone can make her life a bit easier and worth living for. Finding and loving that someone would be her greatest victory. She might not ask for more…but that “someone” cannot be her private property.

We cannot own the one we love. -cha-




1 comment:

dr.antony said...

I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: “You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.”

This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand gently open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds. This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love. They try to posses, own, demand, and expect… and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you. For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.


Love is a bumpy road.

I have seen relationships collapse due to a possessiveness overdrive and power struggle. Well, we can never reason out our actions in relationships, but awareness always helps in defining our perspective. Love, like joy and cheer is meant to be shared and isn’t limited like a piece of cake. Still, we feel as if we own the person and haggle for our share, how strange!