Mga Imbak na Marka: love

Why ‘falling in love’ is not right.

In fact, a mature person does not fall in love, he rises in love. The word ‘fall’ is not right. Only immature people fall; they stumble and fall down in love. Somehow they were managing and standing. They cannot manage and they cannot stand – they found a woman and they are gone, they find a man and they are gone. They are always ready to fall on the ground and to creep. They don’t have the backbone, the spine; they dont have have that integrity to stand alone.

A mature person has the integrity to be alone. And when a mature person gives love, he gives without any strings attached to it; he simply gives. And when a mature person gives love, he feels grateful that you have accepted his love, and not vice versa. He does not expect you to be thankful for it – no, not at all. He does not even need your thanks. He thanks you for accepting his love. And when two mature person are in love, one the greatest paradoxes in life happens, one of the most beautiful phenomena; they are together and yet tremendously alone; they are together so much that they are almost one. But their oneness does not destroy their individuality, in fact, it enhances it: they become more individual.

Two persons in love help each other to become more free. There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to dominate. How can you dominate the person you love? Just think over it. Domination is a sort of hatred, anger, enmity. How could you think of dominating a person you love? You would love to see a person totally free, independent; You will give him more individuality. That’s why I call it the greatest paradox; they are together so much that they are almost one… but still in that oneness they are individuals. Their individualities are not effaced – they have become more enhanced. The other has enriched them as far as their freedom is concerned.

Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s freedom, create a bondage, makes a prison. Mature persons in love help each other to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flows with freedom there is beauty. When love flows with dependence, there is ugliness.

– Osho

Love letter for the brokenhearted


This is for you who have always been amazing despite the pain you go through though you fail to recognize this very fact..

You are amazing despite the bruises and the scars you’re trying to hide with your blunt smile… You are amazing even with your heartache and most especially with the strength you’re showing though you’ve wanted to give up.

You are always loved… maybe not in the way you wished to be loved, like the many failed attempts you’ve had in the past, but you are… and will always be lovely.

Please…. take good care of yourself…
and finally, “Don’t let your struggle become your identity.”

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I wish I could give you a friendly hug.

[originally posted in FB here].



To the One I Love,

I know you dislike anything wordy or the excess of it.. but please know that…

But what can I do?


And so…

and please, don’t forget this…

To the one who troubles my mind [and heart]


I am caught up in this vicious cycle of paranoia, denial and self-pity. And it’s crushing my spirit every time I am faced with the reality that is most often harsh and unfair…

“It shall pass… I shall get through with this…” and the list of self-encouraging lines go on until one day I’d realize that I lost a precious part of my life waiting for something that will never come… and will never be real.

Chances aren’t fair sometimes. “Don’t lose yours and your life for something that would pin you down and bury you long before you’re dead.” – that’s the best unsolicited practical advice I told myself.