To Choose is to Love

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Anything when acquired in excess is - poison.

Denial of uncertainty breeds to - fear.

Denial to accept the good in others leads to the - envy.

Denial of things which are beyond our control causes - anger.

Whereas,

When everything is derived in required volume it leads to patience, balance and happiness.

Acceptance of uncertainty brings the adventure in one’s life.

Acceptance of good in others makes us inspired.

Acceptance of the things beyond our self-control bestows us with tolerance to endure anything and everything.

But,

What if we are unable to accept a person as he is?

It creates the ocean of hate and abomination within us and around us for him.

We impose stipulations on the person. And so, we judge the person as per the parameters set by our mind. We count his behavioral variables on the list one after the other and when maximum falls negative on the list, we stop masquerading the happiness of being with him. And slowly the curtain raises to show the hatred we feel for this human.

We are in a physical world where pretense and materialism play the role of an outer protective shell safeguarding us from our actual thoughts and beliefs. We behave as per the requirement in the outer world. Sometimes unaware and sometimes unrelated. What could be the actual antidote to hatred then? As hatred has never proved healthy for anybody, how could it benefit somebody then?

What if we incline to remove those conditions established by us? That is, to accept the person as he is, without any conditions.

It turns out to be love. This unconditional acceptance of a person as he actually is, love. And love has never evinced as harmful to any human. It is pure, gentle and kind. A feeling never to be compromised with anything negative.

What has anybody achieved from hatred? It turns out to be the burden which is difficult to bear by our mind. It is so much acrid for the hater that it eats him from within to an extent unimaginable. Contrary to it, love pacifies the mind of any individual. It circumscribes him like a soothing cold sheath in a scorching summer hot day. It relieves him from the burden. It is tender and passionate. It is heavenly and out of this world. It is intoxicating making one tipsy without being drunk.  It is sublime.

 

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