‘Why do you write in English?’ He asked.
‘Aren’t you Dutch?’ He continued.
‘Do you still speak the language where you come from, Indian?’
He asked.
Author: Lakshmi
I believe this isn’t love.
Lately my mind goes to the word commitment.
What that means and how that looks like in life. Perhaps it is not only about being committed, but even more about what happens before.
Binding.
Message of Love
‘Do you understand that when you unfollow someone on Instagram it is hurting their feelings?’
‘No’, I replied. ‘I don’t understand that’.
‘I don’t experience it in this way, because it doesn’t say anything, besides the fact that I am not following you on Instagram anymore’, I continued.
I love you. Unconditonally too.
When I watch the reels on Instagram I feel sad.
I often wonder how the world has become like this.
What is it to be a Hedonist?
‘What is this thing with Hedonism?’ I asked him.
He took something out of the fridge and walked back to the stove. He was cooking. I was sitting on a little stool, a glass of red wine was on the table.
Cheating as a form of love
I am surprised about some Love stories out there. Perhaps it is an algorithm I am catching, but I am receiving a lot of these Love stories on my feed. Not necessarily one specific feed.
Not complaining though. I am always intrigued about what there is out there when it comes to love.
It is not specifically one story that has been catching my eye lately. More over multiple stories and it gave me reason (for myself) to light my view over it.
A deep felt love
For a long time I have wondered. ‘Did my father love my mother?’
It wasn’t a random question.
In relationships I always felt so in love with the other person. It wasn’t something that was painful.
I was loving secretly.
Does Love start with Trust?
Many times I have thought Love starts when there is Trust.
‘If I can trust you blindly, I can love you blindly’.
And it didn’t come out of nowhere that I had these thoughts about trust and love. And connecting them together.
When coming from a relationship of lies, my first questions raised about this.
Not even stating what the effect of the lies had done to me.
Just the questions. Perhaps even a way for me to search for ground to experience love. Not even talking about true or genuine love. Real love. Just love in its essence.
But are trust and love connected? Do we need trust to be able to love?
Are Love and Hate the same thing?
‘They have a love and hate relationship’ is what I said.
‘We all know that love and hate are the same thing’, I continued.
My friend didn’t look convinced. However she did say something.
While she was still talking, I was thinking. ‘Is it really?’ ‘Are Love and Hate the same thing?’
Love Block
I believe circumstances can lead to not doing something, or being capable of doing something. We speak of a block. When it comes to writing it is more obvious. But perhaps the circumstances are not always the reason for the block. Let me put it like that.
But I think a lot of people are blocked. In many ways. Even without the circumstances.
And even without knowing. Not only the ones that are facing the writer’s block.
I was thinking of myself. Of the things I was writing. Not specifically something.
Ok, maybe just something.
I was thinking of my love life. Is it possible to have a block in Love? Or perhaps even ‘A Lover’s Block?’