He was searching for life.
After a long stay in London, done top business, raised three children up to their PhDs, he was back in his motherland. Soft-spoken, good looking (for his age), this very attentive man was in front of me for a Banking need. Banking goes with relationships, doesn't it? So, we talked. We went on talking about his business, life in London, goings on here and so many things.
He was back after two more days. Then he became frequent. A lot of information exchanged. My instincts told me what he was for. His beloved gone, children married, he was searching for life.
Then after a few searches, he got married. A baby girl was born, and … has he found his life? That is quite a separate question to raise. Let us see what he sought in it because many condemned his step behind his back.
He was searching for love. Someone to love him. To fill that hollow in his life. Someone to adore himself. To get back that premiership he had.
I feel love is kind of a narcissism. We love to hear how pretty we are, or how talented, how adorable our characters are. The lust comes with it, like a bug. The eager for ourselves. Happy for being ourselves. Appreciation and the other's obsess on us make us contented. It assures our confidence. When no one cares about you, you feel like a burden to this world. Just born, just living, there is no appreciation for your existence. (After all, we all are kind of narcissists, aren’t we?)
It is the strongest string of life.
Till that string holds us tight, we don't feel the need of it. Let it loose and in a split second, you will be a total loss inside you. Though not apparent, Love and being loved ignites life.
Ask a widowed about that emptiness. The divorcee will tell you the worst. The man or woman who cannot express their love (in someone else’s hand) will tell the extreme. Love is so powerful. It burns you within and shows the flames of your soul outside. To live a life without someone’s love you must have received a serene status of enlightenment. The attention you receive in love makes you alive.
That is what my friend was searching for. He has lost being him. Many think what the hell romance to do with an old man. That is the point where he went wrong too. It is not the lust or romance, it is the acceptance of you as you are and adoring your soul which mattered. That feeds the beauty of our unique souls. Lust is a minor spec of some other emotion comes with love, (a part of us) prances at its peak dominating that beautiful soul.
Love and lust are not the same. Love is something pure. It is a kind of caring, appreciating and enhancing a soul.
My friend was looked down for his marriage in his old age. People laughed at his misery, wedded to a young bride. They did not understand what he sought. I felt sorry for him. I think if he found the right person he would have created a totally different story. Love can do such miracles. So, I cannot understand why people laugh at his mistaken step. They laugh at his search for this marvellous spirit of existence. It is like we are forbidding the existence of his true soul. His years spent in this world or having married to someone before should not be a soul-stealing stuff.
It is not adultery, I am for. It is about love. It is about where everything could go wrong. When you are choosing your love, think twice, what s/he adores about you. If it is mere physical material it is a thing to consider twice. If it is you, the real you, what is admired you have won.
But, be careful! You have to maintain the standards to keep the string strong.
1 : We all are narcissists when in love
2 : Choose carefully, love misleads by the bug comes with it
3 : love is for soul, lust is materialisticCategory: Romance / Subcategory: Love is romancing on us
Tags: Love, lust, life, marriage, loneliness, marriage at old age,