This thing called LOVE

The greatest thing in this world is just to love and to be loved in return."- Moulin Rouge

A simple transaction, love and to be loved in return in the same way at the same time, nothing more nothing less and yet it seems to be the hardest thing. Love gets lost in translation, love gets confused with lust, love gets mixed up with practicality. Love just gets lost in the chaos that we have created around ourselves. And when it dies, something inside you dies, you don't know what is it that you have lost but you grieve it all the same. You sit there wondering, trying to explain this beautiful phenomenon.

Love is the universal truth, everyone knows how it feels, everyone has lost it at one point or another, everyone is seeking love in one form or another. Love can create, love can destroy. Love can unite, love can divide. Love is beautiful, love can get ugly too. Love is sinful, love is divine. Love can bring color to your life or it can bring an endless sea of black. Love gives you the strength to cross the highest mountain and yet it can be tiring to love a person who squanders your affections. And yet we want it, and yet we want to experience this beautiful pain, without which life can seem a little incomplete. And when we are burnt by this beautiful flame, we promise ourselves that we will never be burnt again, and still we find ourselves being drawn to this flame, like a moth to a light, like a bee to a flower..Its futile fighting this feeling. We are all driven by love or the lack of it.

We are all looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love.

Its in our DNA.. To love... to be loved...