Love

I have found almost everything ever written about love to be true . Shakespeare said, " journeys end in lovers meeting". Oh, what an extraordianary thought. Personally , I have not experienced anything remotely close to that but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare did. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives.

There are different kinds of love, apart from romantic one, like the kind between a parent and a child , between friends and siblings etc. Even having to trust someone is a kind of love , I think.

It was Shakespeare who also said,"love is blind", now that, I have known to be true through the various people's lives of which I have been a part of . For some people, quite inexplicably, love fades. For others love is simply lost but then ofcourse love can also be found even if just for a minute .

And then, there is another kind of love , the cruelest kind, the one that almost kills its victim. Its called unrequited love , of which many are experts in.

Most love stories are about people who have fallen in love with each other but what about the rest of them, what about thier stories , those of who that fall in love alone. They are the victims of the one sided affair. They are the cursed ones, the unloved ones, the walking wounded and the handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space.

Love completes the circle of life . Then again, love is only a feeling which people share . But a feeling that can bring good or bad for eternity thereby changing ones life forever.

However the real question does not lie in the fact that love is a feeling but whether everyone finds the right kind of love...