The joy of love.
What we are is what love has made out of us by its presence or absence in our life. Success, power, fame, money, pleasures and the similar are mundane when they stand before the giant figurine of love. Love is actually what each of us seeks for all our lives and all that makes life truly worthwhile. Nothing compares to the ecstasy of being cradled in the gentleness of love or basks in its warmth when the chill of life freezes us black and blue. It’s always a sweet homecoming and an embrace that soaks all our pains. Relationships may be multifaceted, or various varieties but they are only alive when pregnant with love and tender care. Mother Teresa often said,” there is no need to do big things. Do little things with love”. When the pulse of love fades from relationships, life knows no succor even in the midst of all pacifiers. The joy of true love is a flower that fragrances perennially and keeps our heart’s garden always abloom and scented. Adding the joy of love to the lives of others is a fortification that will cure their illnesses and fill our lives with bliss.