Love is nothing but just a bunch of compromises people do with their partners so as not to live this life alone. True love either dies or transforms into some kind of compromises.
There is always some or the other incentive for us to love someone. We love our parents because they always remain as the open door to us. We can do any damn thing and still go back to our parents and they always accept us. If brothers and sisters are good to us, we love them and vice versa. We love God so that in turn He might bring us good luck and prosperity.
Any other partner that we find during our lives, its either to share our sorrows and joys or because he/she accepts us irrespective of who we are. But every person have some or the other baggage, which we hide from everyone so as to give incentives to others to love us. As soon as we find that baggage of our partner is more than ours, we try to change him/her. We try harder. And if nothing works, we quit. So basically every person is afraid to carry there own baggage and we keep searching someone to share its weight.
1 comment:
very disheartening. i just hope its not true.
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