23 thoughts on “What is L.O.V.E ?

  1. Dictionary’s definition of love:
    The word Love is from Old English lufu, connected with Sanskrit lubh, ‘to desire’ and Latin lubere, ‘to please’.
    Love is a strong liking for someone. It’s a strong passionate affection for another person.
    For me Simply..
    Love is that which helps us to understand the truth about ourselves and our possibilities.
    It’s when someone is the most important thing in the world to you. When you feel them deep in your heart, like the coziness of a banked fire on a freezing winter night, and their happiness is just as important to you as your own.
    I think love is what makes life possible, not the other way around.
    Sorry Jano, I think my comment ended up as a subject by it self.. thanks for the idea…

  2. ู…ุงู‡ูˆ ุงู„ุญุจ ุŸ ู‡ุฐุง ุงู„ุณุคุงู„ ุฃู‚ุฏู… ุณุคุงู„ ููŠ ุงู„ุฏู†ูŠุง …ูƒู„ ูู†ุงู† ู„ู‡ ุฌูˆุงุจ
    ูˆูƒู„ ููŠู„ุณูˆู ู„ู‡ ุฑุฃูŠ …
    ูƒู„ ูŠูˆู… ูŠุฏู‚ ู‚ู„ุจ ูˆูŠู†ูุชุญ ูˆูŠุฏุฎู„ู‡ ุงู„ุญุจ ูˆูƒู„ ูŠูˆู… ูŠุชุญุทู… ู‚ู„ุจ ูˆุชุจู‚ู‰ ุญุฑูˆูู‡ ู…ู†ู‚ูˆุดุฉ ุนู„ู‰ ู‡ุฐุง ุงู„ุญุทุงู… …
    ูุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุญุจ ุจู‚ู„ุจู‡ ู„ู‡ ุฑุฃูŠ ูˆุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุญุจ ุจุนู‚ู„ู‡ ู„ู‡ ุฑุฃูŠ ูƒู„ ู‡ุคู„ุงุก ู„ู‡ู… ุฃุฑุงุก ูˆู…ูˆุงู‚ู …..
    ูุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุณุฃู„ู†ูŠ ู„ู…ุงุฐุง ุชุญุจ ูƒู…ุง ุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุณุฃู„ู†ูŠ ู„ู…ุงุฐุง ุชุชู†ูุณ ู„ู…ุงุฐุง ูŠุฏู‚ ู‚ู„ุจูƒ ูุงู„ุญุจ ููŠ ู†ุธุฑูŠ ู„ุง ูŠุญุชู…ู„ ูƒู„ู…ุฉ ู„ู…ุงุฐุง ….

    ุงู„ุญุจ ูƒู…ุง ูŠู‚ูˆู„ ุดูŠูƒุณุจูŠุฑ (ุงู„ุญุจ ู‡ูˆ ู…ุฒูŠุฌ ู…ู† ุงู„ุนุฐุงุจ ูˆุงู„ุฃู„ู… ูˆุงู„ุทู‡ุงุฑุฉ ูˆุงู„ูˆูุงุก ูˆุงู„ุนุดู‚ ูˆุงู„ุฑู‡ุจุฉ ูˆุงู„ูุฑุงู‚ )ุŸ

    ูˆุฃูŠุถุง ู‚ุงู„ ู…ูŠุฎุงุฆูŠู„ ู†ูˆุนูŠู…ุฉ (ู„ูˆ ุฌู†ุฏู†ุง ูƒู„ ู…ุง ููŠ ุงู„ุฅู†ุณุงู† ู…ู† ุฐูƒุงุก ูˆุนุจู‚ุฑูŠุฉ ู„ู…ุง ุงุณุชุทุนู†ุง ุงู† ู†ุตู†ุน ู…ู† ุงู„ู‚ุฑุฏ ุฃู†ุณุงู†ุง ู„ูƒู† ุงู„ุญุจ ุฅุฐุง ู…ุง ุชุฑุจุน ููŠ ุงู„ู‚ู„ุจ ูุฃู†ู‡ ูŠุณุชุทูŠุน ููŠ ุทุฑูู‡ ุนูŠู† ุงู† ูŠุบูŠุฑ ู…ุง ููŠ ุงู„ู†ุงุณ ู…ู† ุนุงุฏุงุชู‡ู… ูˆุชู‚ุงู„ูŠุฏู‡ู… ) ุฃุฐุง ุงู„ุญุจ ู‡ูˆ ุงู„ุญู„ ุงู„ุงู…ุซู„ ู„ู…ุดุงูƒู„ ุงู„ุงู†ุณุงู†ูŠู‡ ูˆู‡ูˆ ุถู…ูŠุฑ ุงู„ุฅู†ุณุงู† ุงู„ุญูŠ

    ุงู„ุญู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ู€ุจ

    ู‡ูˆ ุฐู„ูƒ ุงู„ุดุนูˆุฑ ุงู„ุฎููŠ ุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุชุฌูˆู„ ููŠ ูƒู„ ู…ูƒุงู† ูˆูŠุทูˆู ุงู„ุฏู†ูŠุง
    ุจุญุซุงู‹ ุนู† ูุฑุตุชู‡ ุงู„ู…ู†ุชุธุฑุฉ ู„ูŠุฏุงุนุจ ุงู„ุฅุญุณุงุณ .. ูˆูŠุณุญุฑ ุงู„ุฃุนูŠู† ..
    ู„ูŠุชุณู„ู„ ุจู‡ุฏูˆุก .. ูˆูŠุณุชู‚ุฑ ููŠ ุบูู„ุฉ ู…ู† ุงู„ุนู‚ู„ ูˆุฑุบู…ุงู‹ ุนู†ูƒ ..
    ุฏุงุฎู„ ุชุฌุงูˆูŠู ุงู„ู‚ู„ุจ …. ู„ูŠู…ุชู„ูƒ ุงู„ุฑูˆุญ ูˆุงู„ูˆุฌุฏุงู† ..
    ู„ูŠุณูŠุทุฑ ุนู„ู‰ ูƒู„ ูƒูŠุงู† ุงู„ุฅู†ุณุงู† ..

    ูˆุงู„ุญุจ.. ู‡ูˆ ุฐุงู„ูƒ ุงู„ุดุนูˆุฑ ุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุชู…ู„ูƒ ุงู„ุฅู†ุณุงู† ููŠ ุฏุงุฎู„ู‡
    ูˆูŠุทูˆู ุจู‡ ุงู„ุนุงู„ู… ุญูŠุซ ูŠุดุงุก ุจุฃูุฑุงุญู‡ ูˆุฃุญุฒุงู†ู‡
    ูŠุฌูˆู„ ูƒู„ ู…ูƒุงู† ููˆู‚ ุฒุจุฏ ุงู„ุจุญุฑ ูŠู…ุดูŠ ุฏูˆู† ุฃู† ูŠุบูˆุต ููŠ ุฃุนู…ุงู‚ู‡
    ุงู„ุญุจ .. ู‡ูˆ ุฐู„ูƒ ุงู„ูˆุจุงุก ุงู„ู„ุฐูŠุฐ ุงู„ู…ุนุฏูŠ ุงู„ุฐูŠ ูŠุตูŠุจ ุฌู…ูŠุน ุงู„ูƒุงุฆู†ุงุช ุจุฏูˆู† ุงุณุชุซู†ุงุก ..
    ู„ู‡ ู…ุบู†ุงุทูŠุณูŠุฉ ุชุฌุฐุจ ุงู„ูƒุงุฆู†ุงุช ุฅู„ู‰ ุจุนุถู‡ุง ุงู„ุจุนุถ ..
    ูˆุจุฏูˆู†ู‡ ู„ู† ุชุณุชู…ุฑ ุงู„ุญูŠุงุฉ ุนู„ู‰ ุฃูŠ ูƒูˆูƒุจ ..
    ู„ู„ุญุจ .. ู…ุนุงู†ูŠ ุนุธูŠู…ุฉ ูˆุชุนุงุฑูŠู ุนุฏูŠุฏุฉ ุชุฎุชู„ู ู…ู† ุนุงุดู‚ ู„ุฃุฎุฑ .. ููƒู„ ู…ุญุจ ู„ุฏูŠู‡ ุชุตูˆุฑ ูˆุชุนุฑูŠู
    ุฎุงุต ู„ู…ุนู†ู‰ ุงู„ุญุจ ..

  3. Simply,not to disappoint your partner when he /she needs you..

    or this
    ..being blind and adored stupid ,shallow,cowered character and wake up syddenly asking youreself..do really I liked him/her?where is my mind!!!

  4. ๐Ÿ™‚
    Nice question Jano…
    Its a secretpotion…
    no one up to now could figure the reality of love…
    No one knows what it is until he/she tries it…
    Other wise, it’s a mesterious dream…
    Wa dumtum๐Ÿ˜‰

  5. love is a word we call it on the bunch of feelings we have for someone, that someone who fill the empty space that we all have.
    and it also can be a word we call it for our passion (lust) to give it better meaning and to give ourselves a good reason for having that someone.
    call me silly but thats what i think๐Ÿ˜›

  6. Love defies all definitions…the most valueble experience anybody can attain to in one’s life..we are not born lovers…to be interested in somebody sexually…is not to be in love…lust..fantasies…sex…possession….etc..these things are not love…its what happens when all these things are no more…love is the greatest revolution and the highest evolution we human beings can attain to ..dima said it all in few words…..speaking of love…i would like to share something i was just reading…i would appreciate ur patience…its kinda long…but pretty pregnant…its excerpted from a book called ( the path of love ) by Osho…..

    The existence is made of the stuff called love.
    Physics says matter consists of electricity. If you ask Kabir he will say: Matter, existence, consists of warmth, not electricity — the warmth of love. Existence is possible only because of love, because God cares, because he loves. God is not indifferent. God is a lover. It would be better to say, “God is love.”
    We can forget the word `god’, but we should not forget the word `love’. Love is far more valuable than the word `god’, because love is the very spirit of God. God may be just the body, love is the very soul.
    And this whole existence is in love: these trees are moving tremendously in love; these stars, these rivers rushing towards the ocean, are rushing towards a love-affair where they can meet and merge.
    Watch, and you will find everywhere the shadow of love, the thrill, the excitement, the ecstasy of love. Whatsoever the form, if you look deeply, you will always find something throbbing at the center which cannot be anything other than love.
    AND ITS SOUND IS LOVE:
    WHEN LOVE RENOUNCES ALL LIMITS,
    IT REACHES TRUTH.

    When love renounces all limits….
    There are many limits, and our love is confined in limits. That’s why even if we love, we are never happy with it. The unhappiness that comes through love is not because of love, but because of the limitations that surround it.
    Let it be absolutely clear to you, because many people, finding that love gives misery — yes, it can give, if there are limitations — become antagonistic towards love. They become enemies of love. Then they start escaping from all possibilities of love.
    There are a few monasteries yet in existence in Europe. One monastery exists; it has existed for almost twelve hundred, thirteen hundred years. Once the monk enters the monastery he never comes out of it; it is a commitment for the whole life. And, in the monastery, no woman is ever allowed; for thirteen hundred years not a single woman has entered. The monastery is only for males, for men. And there are monasteries where only women are allowed, no man has ever entered. All possibility of love is dropped.
    People escape to the Himalayas: they are escaping from love, not from the world. They are afraid of love, and their fear has some reason behind it. Whenever you are in love, you are in a turmoil. Whenever there is love there is difficulty; whenever there is love there is conflict; whenever there is love there is hell. Says Jean-Paul Sartre, “The other is hell.” So whenever there is love the other enters your life, and suddenly there is conflict, collision, struggle to dominate each other, to possess each other, to master each other. And the misery arises. Lovers are rarely happy. I am not saying that non-lovers are happy; non-lovers may not be happy, but they are never so unhappy as the lovers.

    And lovers are more unhappy because love had promised so much in the beginning — great expectation had arisen, great hope was there — and then everything is shattered on the rocks. A non-lover had not any expectation; he was settled, he was not hoping for heaven. You cannot throw a man into hell if he is not hoping for heaven. You can throw a man into hell only when he hopes for heaven. Otherwise there is no possibility.

    In the East marriage is not so unhappy as in the West, because in the East it is not based on love. When a marriage is not based on love, you don’t hope for much out of it; you know the rut, the routine. When the marriage is arranged by the parents and the astrologer, and you have nothing to say about it — in fact you are nobody, you are just a watcher; whatsoever happens, you are watching… and then suddenly a woman that you have not even seen before is thrown with you — there is no expectation, there is no romance, there is no great hope. You were not hankering for the moon. It is an ordinary affair in the day-to-day world: marriage, a social institution with no romance. You start living together; as people live with their brothers and sisters and with their mothers and fathers, in the East people live with their wives. You never choose your mother and father. Suddenly one day you find that this is your mother, so what to do? Beautiful, ugly, good, bad — a mother is a mother, so you love the mother. In the same way, in the East, people love their wives and their husbands. What can you do? One day you find that she is your wife. But because there is no love-affair to precede it, there is not much misery. Heaven was never expected, so you are not thrown into hell. You move on plain ground. The higher you go, the more is the possibility of falling.

    When you move on the peaks of the mountains, you can fall into the abyss. When you move on a superhighway there is no fear of falling into an abyss. Marriage moves on plain ground. Marriage is without love, and whatsoever love starts happening after marriage is more brotherly-sisterly than love. It has no romance in it.
    When two people find themselves bound together, by-and-by, they become acquainted with each other, and by-and-by, they start liking, just liking each other. By-and-by, they adjust. It is very mundane, it has no poetry in it.

    In the West, marriage is not a bed of roses. The boat is always rocking; it is always on the rocks, it is always in a state of collapse at any moment. Why? If you love, you expect. When you expect, love becomes contaminated, polluted. Then love is not really love; it now has a limitation — because of expectation. When you love a person, you start possessing the person; you are afraid your woman may move to somebody else. You become so much afraid that you cannot even tolerate her looking at somebody. You cannot tolerate the idea that she was laughing with somebody else. That she can laugh without you?! It is impossible, it hurts. You start creating a prison for her — a beautiful cage, of course, that you call home — but you create a cage. Certainly, when you start creating a cage, she has to create a cage for you too — because nobody can become the jailer unless he becomes a prisoner too.
    When you possess somebody you are possessed. When you force somebody to be a slave, you have become a slave in the process itself.

    A Master is one who has never tried for anybody, who has never forced anybody to be a slave. If you try to enslave people, you will be enslaved by them. That’s a simple process. Possess something and the thing will possess you. Become attached to something and you will feel that now you are in a great bondage.
    Because of the limitations of love, love becomes condemned, and people feel it is because of love that they are suffering. Try to understand what limitations are possible.
    Kabir says: When love renounces all limits, it reaches truth. The limits have to be understood.
    Martin Buber, one of the greatest thinkers of this age, has divided love in two ways.

    The first he calls I-it: you love your car, you love your house; this is I-it love. You love your child, you love your woman; this is I-thou love. “These are two types of love,” Buber says: “I-it and I-thou.”
    Now, watch carefully. The I-it love-affair is very limited — because the other is just a thing, and a thing can never give you freedom. And in fact, when you become attached too much to a thing you also start becoming a thing yourself… because your love determines your being.
    A person who loves his car cannot be more of a person: loving a car, you show what type of person you are. A person who loves money becomes more and more like the money: just dirty currency notes. He also becomes like them. You can see it in the eyes: if a man is too much of a miser, you can see it in the eyes — currency notes, dirty notes, floating. He loses his soul; he is reduced to something that he loves.

    Beware: never love a thing below yourself, otherwise you will be falling. Because your love object becomes your goal, you start falling towards it.
    Whomsoever you love, you start falling towards him. Never love a thing, otherwise your soul will be reduced to a thing. This is the greatest limitation, I-it. And the problem is more complicated, because if you love your car, you understand this is a car. But there are people who love their wives also in the same way — I-it. The wife is not thought to be a person.

    In the East they call the wife “your wealth”. Wife? — your wealth? That’s how it has been thought of down the ages. In the East the relationship between the husband and the wife is an I-it relationship. In many countries, if you kill your wife there will be no problem. It is not a problem for the law to worry about: she was YOUR wife, you are entitled to kill her. If you beat your wife, nobody is going to say anything to you; it’s your affair, you can beat your wife. This is how things have existed.

    Of course, the wife has retaliated in her own ways. She may not beat the husband, but she can beat him in a thousand and one ways, indirectly. And she does it. And women have become very, very proficient, very clever in beating the husband — in such tricky ways that you cannot even say, “You are beating me.” They have found indirect ways: the ways of the weak. The weak has also to protect himself and retaliate. The weak finds his own way, his methodology is different.

    For example, a woman may start crying, and she will beat you with her crying. Or a woman may fall ill, and you know why she is having a headache. And she will not cook food for you, and she will not take care of the children — she will lie down on the bed and will say she has a fever. Now she is beating you, and the kids, and the whole family; it is her way. Or the woman will become cold: whenever you approach her, whenever you take any initiative towards love, she will freeze. She will become simply cold, she will look at you with condemnatory eyes. She will reduce you to an animal. She will think about you that you are a sex-maniac or something. And whenever you will make love to her, she will lie down there like a corpse. She will not cooperate. And of course she will be very jealous and very possessive. She will not give you any freedom — because you have not given her any freedom. It is the law of nature. If you are having an I-it relationship, then the other will try to have an I-it relationship with you. That’s a natural response.
    And as I see it, out of a hundred people, almost ninety-nine percent of people live in an I-it relationship, even with persons. The husband is not a person, the wife is not a person: the husband is a thing to be possessed, so is the wife; the husband is a thing to be used, so is the wife. We have reduced each other to things. That is the ugliness that comes out of love IF it has such a limitation — this boundary of the I-it relationship.
    Drop this boundary. Move a little higher, move to a little bigger concept.

    And that concept Buber calls I-thou.

    Let your woman be a thou, not an it; let your man be a thou, not an it; let your child be a thou — respect the other. The other is a soul of immense value. The other is God. Call him “thou”, and not only call him, but behave in such a way that you never think of the other as a thing.
    Never try to use anybody; share, but never use. Respect the dignity of the other, never interfere, and then love has a bigger space, less limited. But still, it will be limited.

    Buber talks only about two: I-it and I-thou. I would like to talk about two more possibilities.

    The third possibility, higher than I-thou, is “not I-thou” — when you say, “I am not, only you are.” That’s where prayer arises: when you say, “I am not, you are. I am totally one with you. I have no separate entity.” When you can say that to your lover, the relationship has gone beyond the human. I-it is below human, I-thou is human, No I-thou is superhuman, the state of prayer.
    I-it is sexual,
    I-thou is what is ordinarily called love,
    no I-thou is prayer.

    That’s why the devotee says to God, “I am not. Not my, but thy will be done.” The devotee surrenders his I; a man in prayer surrenders his I, bows down his head and says, “Only you are. I am just a part in you, just a part, a mere part, nothing to brag about. There is no need to make any fuss about me. I am not.”
    This is the third: you have a still vaster sky available to you.

    And the fourth I call: no I, no thou; that is the state of meditation. When you say, “I am not, you are,” a subtle feeling of “I” will persist — because even to call the other thou, I is needed. Without the I, thou cannot exist — maybe not consciously now, maybe not so gross, maybe refined — but there will remain a shadow. Otherwise, who will say “thou”? To call God “thou” or your lover “thou”, you have to be there.

    The fourth state is: no I, no thou. Now there is even no prayer. Even that much duality has been dropped. There is silence, meditative silence, ZAZEN. One is simply sitting, doing nothing. There is nothing to say, there is nobody to say it, there is nobody for it to be said to. The addressor has disappeared, and so has the addressed disappeared. I am not and you are not — finished. then there is no point in uttering a single word. Now silence can prevail, there is no need even for a dialogue.

    I-it — bodies meet. It is sexual, physical, very gross.
    I-thou — minds meet. It is psychological; not so gross, but not yet so subtle either.
    No I-thou — spirits start meeting, souls start meeting. But still they are separate. Come closer, come closer; they go on coming closer, but still, a subtle demarcation exists. The devotee is still there: not very assertive, not very egoistic, very humble, but in his humbleness also, the I exists. The fourth is where even soul disappear: no bodies, no minds, no souls. You have come home. Only one exists, without any demarcation.

    This is what Kabir calls:

    WHEN LOVE RENOUNCES ALL LIMITS, IT REACHES TRUTH.
    HOW WIDELY THE FRAGRANCE SPREADS!

    And then the fragrance that you have been carrying for lives together, that you have been carrying like a seed, spreads from your being. Now it has become a lotus flower: now it is open to the sky, to the wind, to the sun, the rains, and the fragrance spreads and goes on spreading to the very corners of existence. Your love-affair has spread all over existence. Now you are in an orgasmic state with existence itself. This is ecstasy. This is the ultimate bliss, benediction.
    In this ultimate state of love, this ultimate flowering of your being, love is no more a relationship: it becomes a state.

    I-it is a relationship, very much confined by the “it”.
    I-thou is still a relationship — a little freed, more freed: your rope is bigger to roam around — but “thou” is still a limiting concept. Still it is a relationship.

    Not I-thou… things are melting. You are in the melting-pot, but you have not yet disappeared totally, utterly. Certainly the relationship has become very big, but still it is a relationship.
    In the fourth it is no more a relationship, because for the relationship to exist two are needed. It is a state of being.

    Up to the third you can say love exists as a dialogue. Beyond the third the dialogue has disappeared. Now it is not that you love; now you ARE love. Now love is all that is there: the lover has disappeared, the beloved has disappeared, only love has remained.
    In all our life situations, this trinity has to be remembered: the knower, the known, and the knowledge; the lover, the loved, and love; the observer, the observed, and the observation. This is the trinity. by-and-by, we have to dissolve. When the knower is no more and the known is no more, then knowledge is freed of all limitations. Then knowledge is immense, as immense as existence itself. And so is love when the lover and the loved have disappeared.

    love is love…
    miss u jano…
    love

  7. “To describe love is very difficult, for the same reason that words cannot fully describe the flavor of an orange. You have to taste the fruit to know its flavor. So with love.”
    by Paramahansa Yogananda

  8. Zaid; what you mean?

    Ali; thanks a lot for the nice comment๐Ÿ˜€ and osho always says it best๐Ÿ˜‰ and sorry i dont come online much but so much load at work :S

    fatafeet; im so sorry im so late but i promise i will do it.๐Ÿ™‚ thanks a lot

    omar; whats your point??? i bet you didnt read what he wrote, too bad!

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