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Fathima

                                                                                It’s been a long while since I opened my cupboard, where I stored my nostalgias. I found a box, a black box, just curious to know what was inside. I opened it, and yes, it was a treasure—an old rakhi. Suddenly my mind uttered, "Fathima." A cute girl with a sweet voice and a radiant smile, my junior. An unexpected visitor who walked into my life and became a piece of my heart. My thoughts wandered back to her presence, to the days of my teenage years, To the times we shared, roaming the school corridors and playing on the grounds. The care you gave me, just like only a little sister could. It was you, my sister in spirit. The love you had for music and your dreams of playing the guitar, The moments we spent immer...
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What is Love? What is conditional and unconditional? What are it's differences?




                What is Love?

 Love is a sense of affection. It's a kind of a feeling that every living being have. Love has not only a one emotion, it has many emotion. When we say about love,our experience of love is you feel a certain sweetness of emotion within yourself. There is not only a romantic love, which we show to our opposite gender. We love many things, we love nature, we love to see the beautiful landscape which surrounds to us, we love plants, trees and animals.

 There not only a one feeling for love. There is not only a romantic love which we all do. There are certain kinds of meanings. When we say about the romantic love that's only in a third place.



     

 Here I am talking about two types of love:- Conditional Love and Unconditional Love.

 If we talk about conditional love it's a kind of affection which comes from ego and generally focus on someone or something. Conditional relationships cause when you feel one thing about a person and show them completely different.
When we love someone conditionally , we tend to want them look,act and think in a ways that fit in our own expectations. Conditional love is love that is turned off and on. Those who are raised on conditional love never really feel love.

 Where as unconditional love, it comes from our soul. In unconditional love we consciously commit ourselves to expressing respect, kindness,and cooperation to everyone and everything in our environment. Unconditional love has a positive effect on our physical, mental and spiritual state of being, creating truth and joy and everything in our world in our greatest good.

 Conditional love is nothing but a infatuation or a sexuality. Unconditional love is the only way where the love can be. Where ever the condition comes in, the love disappears. It lives in a bondage, and a condition gives in an imprisonment. Love can only live like a vast sky. Love knows no boundaries. 

 Ending with a quote;

 There is really no such thing as a conditional love and unconditional love-there are conditions, and there is love.
                      ~ Sadhguru


                                    
                                        

















Location: Edappal, Kerala, India

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Fathima

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