When I was a kid, I was used to getting everything I wanted. I was a pampered child and everything that I really loved had to be mine. This blessing went on, till my wants shifted from being materialistic towards emotional. I fell in love when I was 21,  I was still immature, I wanted to own and possess the person. When that did not happen, I was broken and thought it was the end of the world. Then, I came across love when I was 24, which I ran away from because it scared me beyond imagination.

Then it happened to me when I was 26 again, this time, I was comparatively more mature and spiritual, I had read a lot of books by then and calmed myself, and surrendered to the happenings of life. I had started understanding destiny and god’s doings better… That is what I thought.

When I fell in love, I knew he could never be mine. I knew he was that flower, that I could see bloom everyday and appreciate and touch and love beyond the boundaries of right and wrong, but could not pluck it to keep it in my vase on the table… wait.. did I say I wanted to pluck it? Yes, in spite of thinking that I am mature, I will be honest, I did try to possess him. When we love someone, two things come naturally to us..expectations and possessiveness. But over the years, a weird feeling of completeness has captured me. I am happy with his presence, to see him everyday, to be able to touch him as intimately as I want, anytime I want. I don’t possess him, because his life is different than mine, we walk on different roads because we have to. However, when our roads meet, there is nothing wrong, nothing right, no rules and no regulations. It is just the moment and it is beautiful. To love someone does not mean to posses someone.. it means to feel someone as much as you can and to let your souls meet for the few minutes or weeks or months that  you meet so that when you are not physically together, the soul still feels the person as closely as it did when you were physically together. There is another benefit to it, because you get to spend a few days, or hours which end as quickly as they start, you tend to live and love in the moment.

True love is in the moment…..