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Pure love

June 2, 2016

It’s a strange mix of what we don’t expect. It’s a mix of love n ‘hate.’ Don’t get me wrong, it’s the hate which is another form of love. Its other name is discipline. Pure love fights, contends, warns, longs, yearns, threatens, prohibits, prevents, punishes, avenges and last of all grieves. It hates to cut off the tether, hates to watch the descent and therefore tries its best to stop the disaster. But if that’s the path chosen, it lives with the strange combination of justice and grief. Justice for the fitting conclusion to the bad choice, but grief for the horror following the verdict. For there is still a craving to save every iota of what can ever be saved. There is certainly something pure and undefiled about this love.

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