Love- the hope of learning.

Love, strange but we all have different way of expressing it and also absorbing it.
 Sometime it works so fine like a fairy tale and sometime it ends with lots of questions inside. How can one unknown person comes into your life, and make you realize that you are always incomplete without this person, and you start connecting all your portions of your life with him/her.
 But this is not the fairy tale all the time, you got to face the storms, you got to cross all the barriers, you got to climb the heaps of mountain. Some are lucky or have ordinary story, it will still be beautiful and simple.

I believe it has to be with bruises and scars, if it has to be extra-ordinary. May be I have always love the pain, or I can see the beauty in pain. Come on, it’s just a metaphor. How can a person love the pain and scars? How can a person want a broken and shattered hopes? How can a person feel good with every heart ache? Is it possible? It’s all metaphor. Just words and illusions. Trust me I tried this, I am always broken and low. But there is something magical each time he caused me pain. Kind of self-realization that it’s never you who has faced it alone, its him as well. The love is mutual so the pain is mutual as well.
 On my way to continuing long way of self-realization, I learned that no matter how much you love and care for someone, if there’s no balance when it comes to each other’s needs, it’s painful to stay. Though we still stay in hope of something beautiful will happen or worst is waiting.

Love is no love when you cannot count on your hopes, so cheers to all the beautiful hopes bringing.