It’s hard to describe something so abstract and personal, but I did conclude something about the bond of love, whilst discussing it with my loved one.
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I would describe the bond/love as a tree. The tree nourishes your individual shadows, insecurities, and vulnerabilities. The discarded part of the individual selves acts as manure for the tree(bond) (kinda like our poo for the tree, heheh). The discarded parts are toxic to you but they’re an elixir for the tree. The more you scrap, the stronger the tree would be, henceforth a stronger bond
As the tree grows further, the idiosyncrasies between you and your loved ones blossom into a flower. Eventually, the tree bores fruit, and you experience that fruit in moments of pure bliss, understanding, freedom, serenity, stillness, euphoria, and veee with your loved one! Since the tree branches grow as far as their roots grow, we must actively strive for an individual self that actively weeds out its shadows to feed the tree of love.
However, it’s unnerving to let go of these discarded parts of self as someone, who does not understand you, might sling them right back to you! And honestly, no one wants their poo on their face.| Once, my friends were arguing about why you would share your insecurities?
I exclaimed that being vulnerable, being true to yourself, or striving to build a tree of love, is indeed liberating, your actual self has more space to be yourself, chillax, run, bike, glide, and be carefree.
So, why would we want to be bound to our dispositions, insecurities, and reflections in the world? Indeed, to protect ourselves!
Nonetheless, this perhaps is a first step to pushing the boundaries of my playground, so I can run/bike/freely!
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Concluding
Ae abre karam zara tham ke baras,
Itna na baras ke woh aa na sake,
Jab aa jaye to jam ke baras,
Itna baras ke woh jaa na sake
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