the C word

Ok guys! You guessed it wrong... It is not cancer. . It is commitment!!!

Recently I was in my regular expressive and crazy ways trying to express the love I had for some one special in my life. This love was simply “love” without strings attached. In ages, had I ever felt such overflowing love and affection towards anybody after my pet “blacky”, the cutest Labrador on earth died. This was strange. I am a person who sets high standards in everything I do and look for meaning in every small thing that happens in the universe. I realize I had a found a cute companion who could bring joy to my life and be with me when I need him. In any sense I did not want to infuse the jargons of commitment and relationships to this love that had blossomed in me.
But apparently, the person who was on the receiving end of my creative outpour mistook it for a certificate of imprisonment. What was all smiles and smiles till then, turned in to one liners and morose statements. In on of our previous conversations this person had apparently put across a phrase, “I will handle it my way. Don’t worry”. I now knew I was being handled in that way too. But I was left wondering why? Later I found out that the person assumed that I was looking for a relationship and commitment. I laughed my ass over it . . . . . . But later plunged into something! What is with this C word? Why is it so scary?
Probably, it is freedom that we all seek out for not commitment. All relationships should assimilate and spread the joyous message of freedom. It is all rosy and hazy to practically dream of this situation because it is very idealistic and easy. We are all in an illusion of being accepted the way we are...but are not ready to accept others the way they are. We all give lectures on true love crossing beyond norms of existence but frown at even minute changes that we would want to incorporate in our routine. What we need to know is that, there is nothing called perfection! When you sow the seeds of adjustment and harvest it with real love; we experience perfection. That is called love.
In the end … let us gaze at these few lines from the master minded thinker, khalil Gibran!

When love beckons you follow him, though his ways are hard and steep . . .
When his wings enfold you yield to him, though the sword hidden within his pinions may wound you. .
When he speaks to you believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams and as the north winds lay waste the garden. For love shall crown you as well as crucify you. Even as he is for your growth as for pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height an cresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself he threshes you to make you naked.
He shifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. He kneads you until you are pliant: and then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for god’s sacred feast.
But if you seek only loves pleasure and loves peace, then it is better that you cover your nakedness and pass out of loves threshing floor.

Love gives naught for it and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed. For love is sufficient unto love. Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must have desires, let it be
To melt and be like a running brook that sings in melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness
To be wounded by your own understanding of love, and to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.
To rest at the noon hour and meditate at loves ecstasy
To return home at eventide with gratitude:
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips!!!
Cheers to love!!!