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This world is a madhouse , isn't it?
I tell you about a girl's experience. There is a girl who at one time spoke with different men , of different age , of different location , of different fields. And while she spoke with everyone she opened her heart and showed her real self. Everyone was charmed by her beautiful and sweet heart so they also opened their heart to some extents. After a short period , she saw that everyone was utter lonely in their hearts and they all needed only one thing Love which has different synonymns like - comfort , healing, care etc... But their approach was different from one another. Everyone of them wanted to fulfill their biological needs and they covered it under the goodly shield of love. While no one actually loved her , they only appreciated and liked her. Even the girl didn't love anyone. She wanted love together with sex but she thought thinking about sex is a sin. Slowly she realised that everyone thinks about sex and perhaps when they say they want love , they actually need your body. She realised that its difficult to separate these two things . It was her predicament but I think this is a problem with most of us that we want to open ourselves but we don't have enough guts . ..... Can't we try to see both Love and Sex as different things rather mingling them. When we look for love we are over powered by sexual feelings and when we want to have some sexual pleasure we try to hide our feeling under the name of love.
When everybody knows what other wants why we hide our emotions? Is it because of guilt feelings or is it because of long deep rooted "sanskara"? What's this? Thinking about all this paradoxes of life I really feel that I am living in a madhouse.

Comments

Varun said…
indeed a mad-house...... being natural has itself been forced to be artificial these days.........

keep posting....nice read.
Mr Happy said…
nice thoughts...

love and sex go together otherwise it is mere affection or liking as u said.

Adn if u had read any survey--
MEn likes and knows only two things SPORTS ANS SEX

FOr Women its SHOPPING & GROOMING

Sex relieves tension - love causes it- woody allen
Naveen said…
Indeed its a madhouse brave gal!! I guess in the end it all cums to how sure u r abt urself...n how u feel abt expressing ur luv...n one js needs to b open n honest abt evrythng...
PS: our titles matched btw....;-)

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