What a beautiful day! I would have not imagined spending another seemingly important day of my life doing all the things I love better than today. I went to the library, picked a Kazuo Ishiguro book, my first from the author to begin on the Bard's birthday. The newspapers had well-written articles on Shakespeare's literary genius and uncovering the man he was beneath the playwright and sonneteer.
It's the love and longing we all desire from our loved ones that makes us humane. In all our capacity as individuals who are rooted with their hearts in their families, friends and the people we connect to over our lifetime. I received a beautiful letter from my faraway friend and she captured the essence of a happy day in few words and drove me to tears. Isn't this an intrinsic quality of us humans, that we heal and melt with a few kind words and deeds? It was Vincent Van Gogh who said, Nothing awakens us to the reality of life so much as a true love. And who could say he was wrong? For it's everything to be loved that we act upon and our actions are based on our yearning for love. Children earn love easily, they are essentially lovable creatures; us adults have to struggle for love. It is in our faltered understanding of to love and be loved that we create a veil of passionate connections throughout our lives. How do we even become aware of the concept of love? Is it something natural that seeps into our lives translucently or we understand the language of love from birth? Perhaps, it is both. It is only in the mysterious wanderings through life that we realise these beautiful equations that turn us to love and its many facets.
Love is to be shared and cared for, to be given generously, to be free of want and ownership, to be free from all vices. It is a beautiful essence for all. A kind word, a sympathetic gesture, a healing touch are all forms of love and perhaps that is why it is also eternal. A child's little tinkering around us, the sweet nothings of young lovers and the trusted companionship of elderly all conform to love's greatest strength in sharing without inhibitions, without an economics to it. All love originates in the heart and reaches up to the eyes through smiles and touch. It is also the memory of a beloved that gives enough strength to live through life's gruelling years without companionship or through the suffering that reduces all to nothingness. It is ever present through sharing, in all seasons of life. Love also makes the world go round when we are least expecting it. It's more than kinship and family ties. It is what links us all commonly through our many set up barriers of language, culture and behavioural morals. Take in this passion and give it back as compassion and kindness. Love is nothing more than experiencing and sharing the essence of life's little moments.
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