What is Love?

Ugghhh! I am not sure how I come up with such corny titles for my blog post. But then, that’s me-filmy and exaggerating always. So anyways, I have had this question in my mind for a long time now, how do you know that you truly love a person? How do you define the feeling that you have towards your beloved ones, be it your spouse or parents or children or siblings. How do we put that emotion in words?

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Until recently I had no clue. But then few days back a small incident made me understand a bit more about love. We had a function at our house and my entire family (my mother, my 2 elder brothers, my sis-in-law and my niece) came down from Mangalore. On the day they arrived, they were tired of travelling and that afternoon after lunch, all of us were planning for a nap. I was really tired because of all the work during the function time and desperately needed a nap. Seizing this opportunity my li’l niece Shreya (who is all of one and a half years) decided she wanted to play (this translates to screaming loudly and running wildly all around the place). Because of her none of us could sleep, so I did something that took me by surprise too. I volunteered to take her out and play with her till she fell asleep. Every bone in my body were complaining and I desperately needed some rest and but I assured everyone that I was not feeling sleepy. Later on thinking about it, I understood that I did this because I loved my family so much that I wanted them to be comfortable and for this I was happy to sacrifice my needs. Isn’t this what love is made of? When you truly love a person, no amount of sacrifice is too much. Compromises are made without any grudges or complaints.



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But not everything is lovey-dovey. I think we take utmost liberties with the person we love the most. For example there are only few people who have really taken the brunt of my anger. The top in the list are my husband and my mother. Few days back I and my mom had some petty argument. And I said her not to come visit me in my house at Bangalore. This happened as she was returning back to her place in Mangalore.
The instant the words came out of my mouth, I was guilt ridden. Of course this isn’t the first time I have spoken rudely to mom, but I don’t know I have been feeling awfully guilty about it. I can speak so harshly only to my mom and my husband maybe because I know they won’t take me seriously or because I am comfortable with them to speak my mind.

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So according to me love is when you are ready to sacrifice your desires, your happiness for the person you love and you don’t even have second thoughts on it. Also, when you truly love a person there is no need to fake or hide your true emotions. You can be yourself without having to mask your true feelings. Does that make sense? If it doesn’t do let me know how would you define the love you feel towards your beloved ones.