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Unlabeled love grows beyond borders

Tales of yore-Praneeta KochharPraneeta Kochhar – 

Nothing I say can explain to you divine love, yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it – Jalal Ad Din Muhammad Rumi

Two flowers can talk. They communicate and talk gently with the breeze, they dance in the rain, and they play in the sun.

They know what the other is saying, and their language is love.

It is the love for the sky and the wind that pushes a seed to brave the harsh weathers, eliminate its very existence as a seed and penetrate through the Earth, which helps it blossom into a flower.

Power of Love

The whole Universe comes into a state of flowering, blooms to its charming state, with the power of love.

Love is possibly the most complex and yet the most basic nature of beings in the Universe. It is an expression that is defined in most gentle manner, and also something that is considered as a virtue of weakness by the skeptics.

Brave Statement

But when you think about it, is Love not the bravest of all expressions? To be able to love means to be able to make something or someone more important than your very being itself. Love demands the other to be a part of your soul, and then take over your existence. It demands you to enter terrains you never thought you could, and makes you push your limits, beyond what you think is possible.

It is the kind of love a beloved has for his partner, the kind of love a mother has for a child, or a seeker has for the Divine.

No label

It is not possible to label love, as love is simply there.

When we define love as material, spiritual or physical, we make the power to discriminate and divide stronger. We have to always remember that love should not be categorised, or put in any definitions.

However, love can define every situation in the world, for every act is either an act of love, or an act of love’s absence.

And for a seeker of love, its magical power is waiting to be witnessed, in every flower, in every breeze. All one has to do is be open to love and love does always find a way.

Love said to me, there is nothing that’s not me- Rumi

Praneeta Kochhar recently migrated with her family to New Zealand. She lives in Hamilton.

Pictures by Ashok Kochhar

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