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FOREVER LOVE- DOES IT EXIST?



I often ask myself,does true love exist? out of curiosity, this question hoovers around my mind, coz I have seen the majority cry over in love rather than be happy in love. When your alone, you wish you had someone and when you have that someone, your either happy or miserable, soon the short lived happiness turns ugly and all that feeling of love and compassion is fake. I am a non believer in love, but I ask you all, do you believe in love? do you even think something such as 'true love' exists? I would admit, I have come across few very few people who have fought for their love and stood firm and remained sincere and loyal through out.. but then, that's so rare to find, like they say 'true love is soo rare to find',like good things and people are rare to find. Once we lose them, it's then we realise their value, we never value something or someone till we have them, coz we think, we don't have to worry about anything and will never lose them. This is a wrong approach, thank Allah for what you have, who you have, maybe the person who you have next to, will God forbid be separated from you.. by circumstances, if you don't take care or value them...
Leave your comments and let me know what you think about true love, forever love, whatever you call it.. does it exist?

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Salena Moffat said…
You know, I honestly don't know. I'm married, have been for 18 years now, but...but... Love is a really iffy thing, and my daughter has been stung by every boy she has fancied. Every single one of them. As for my older daughter, the one boy who could perhaps have been the love of her life (if such exists...) was killed in a car wreck in March. My marriage isn't nearly as happy as the fairy tales would have us women believe it can be. (Wow, okay, gramatically this comment sucks, but hopefully conveys my meaning anyway.)

So, does true love exist? Outside of fairy tales (where it's often merely rape anyway, as in Rapunzel and the original Sleeping Beauty) and outside of poetry, no, I don't think it does, but I keep hoping I'm wrong.
9:15 pm
Zahra said…
I'm abit sarcastic when the lovey dovey topic is bought up. However, we only need to look to Muhammed(pbuh) and Khadijah as an example(they had it all). What's your take on it?
10:10 pm
Arabianperfume said…
Salena Moffat, many thanks for writing, I do believe love is a bond that bridges two strangers and brings them closer. But my definition of love is that ends in marriage and being an understanding partner and compromosing as well. This however is relevant when your partner is doing the same. La Polarity, many thanks for writing too, I am sarcastic about love as welll with a previous bad experience which has simply shattered my belief in love. I do truly take th example of the holy Prophet Mohammed (PBUH) & Khadijah (RA). Nowadays love is more about convenience and using or abusing the other rather actually sealing it with a firm commitment of marriage. Love has caused a lot of pain and grief and I also believe a marriage without love or understanding is pointless. I am sorry if I sound so harsh but in a lot of cases people think that love is not important in a marriage, it is , but no1 has to have it the fairytale like, it can be rather merged with the day to day life, and thus it can still be beautiful. A lot of us are unlucky in love and then we hope the next person in our life will be sincere and be the one. I wanted to lock my heart and build a firm wall around it, until this particular person told me, that what I am doing is wrong because, if someone geniune actually came and I never gave that person a chance, I will be the one at loss. We don't have to sway away with someone who says lovey dovey thngs, we need to test them and ask their intention. Call me old fashioned but I can simply not imagine love without any marriage. For me love is a feeling that can drive you to insanity or make you the most beautiful person in this world. It's the way someone compliments you, criticises ur fault and vice versa.

Thus, there should be no secrets and mind games or mysteries in love. Love should be an open book. I even believe the only form of love which is pure is the one where we love Allah and we feel He's listening to us when we kneel down to pray and ask for His help. We have blind faith and so be the love for Him.
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