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YOU SERVE WHEN YOU LOVE
Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved. Loving is not looking at each other, it's looking in the same direction. At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.

There is a story of a pup that waited for its master, unaware that he is not alive, at the railway station for months together, to receive him on his return from his work place, as usual, and finally, one fine evening, breathed its last . The fact goes that people shed more tears on the death of the pup than that of its master. Love touches hearts as nothing else can and leaves an imprint that is immortal.


It is not unusual to find one waiting for his love in his life with age fast catching up with him and with love nowhere in sight! One waits for that one person, the dream person with all the dream characteristics which always eludes him. It is easy to lose sight of the love that lies very close to us and go after a mirage, sorrowful, at life. This limiting view point closes all potential sources of love in life. It is not life, then that has failed us, we have failed life.


Love silently expresses itself in the smile of a baby, in the relentless work of the father meeting the needs of the family, in the labor of the mother in making a home of a house, in the struggle of the son to add to the comforts of his parents, in the efforts of the daughter who wants to make her parents proud, in the sacrifice of the soldier who offers his life to his motherland, in the sprouting of a seed, in the fragrance of the flower, in the eyes of the pet that searches for its master and wherever there is a song in the heart and hands to serve, to erase pain and give joy.


To love is also, to share our deepest feelings and fears, with someone with whom we have an intimate relationship. There is the intense desire to share the innermost self with the one we love. It is a beautiful feeling, deeply sensitive, loaded with sweetness, simplicity, affection and deep respect. Praise, genuinely meant is an expression of love. In love, a person is completely available to his beloved. It is a natural expression, where one empathizes with the other and serves him with great sensitivity and humility, care and concern, treading softly, lest he hurt the beloved.


One, who feels for another, has an abundance of compassion in him and love becomes second nature to him. He cannot, but serve every being he comes across, even where he is hurt by the other. He knows to give and he gives his all and forgives and forgets though he may be hurt, himself. Such a benign being becomes an icon for the world to behold and revere.


The world today, is sadly, bereft of love and therefore fast becoming a dangerous place to live. Love treats all equally and shares with all, believing it belongs to all. The ugly divide of haves and have-nots, of the good and the bad, of the big and the small, would not have made its presence felt by adding miseries to the life of every man.


In a highly perturbed state of mind, a man once questioned the Almighty as to why peace cannot prevail on earth, to which came the kind and prompt reply that, “it is for this very purpose that you have been created by Me.” It is only love that can command peace and it is for all of us to ensure it by expressing love to all around us, starting from our family first. 


Can we look afresh at the face we see always at home, rediscover its beauty, sense the service given silently without any expectation and feel love gushing for the beloved who was concerned for us day in and out, meeting our needs faithfully and deriving joy by seeing us smile and working miraculously hard to erase our weariness and pain in an act of great love.


Can we today, tell our dear one that, “for the world you may be just a person, but for me YOU are the world”.

Contributed by Ms Harina Sharma, SBLC, Indore