The Myth about Love

From where did I get this myth that the ones who love us understand us in beautiful and sacred ways. I got it from my granny in the way she loved me .

Her eyes always gleamed with that unconditional love and acceptance that formed the foundation of the meaning of love for me. She got me right everytime. Without my saying much she felt my heart. Her love was an elixir for my life. 

I realised I was expecting the same kind of love and that was my biggest mistake. To love in that way you need to be that kind of a person. 

Since she was gone and I missed her the most I felt her love for me had found way to me. I even told him in our first visit to the mall that I loved my Granny the most and missed her as he sipped his coffee and smiled in a very warm way. I felt so relieved after telling him this most sacred truth of mine as if we had now become tied by a very truthful bond of love pure and divine.

That's what I told him also one evening that there was something very divine about him. He was quick to give a pen and paper to me to write whatever I felt in my heart. I did write something which strangely I don't remember and he took it from me and kept it in his pocket. I asked him to return that to me to which he smiled in a way that felt like I had written a soul contract and accepted it from my side and now the ball was in his court. It was now totally his wish whether he would honour it or not. I heard what was going on in his mind and for a moment I felt I had lost everything but the other moment I felt that what he was thinking as a tool to control me and manipulate me is actually a contract that has already tied him also and if he wishes to act otherwise the results will still follow for him equally as for me. He will get in life what he will do to me. With that thought I just let it be though maybe it would have been wiser to not give him a written commitment of love Without Any promise from his side. The lesson I learnt the hard way. All is not fair in love and war.

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