Traiesc intr-o societate mult prea comercializata ca sa ma mai impresionez de Valentine's Day si intr-o zona climatica in care in ziua asta esti nevoit sa inoti prin zapada. Prefer sa 'sarbatoresc' iubirea daca nu in fiecare zi, macar in orice zi din an se poate.
Asadar, sa continuam cu un fel de talmes-balmes:
What is love? It is one of the most difficult questions for the mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love. But no one can give the proper definition of love. To some Love is friendship set on fire for others Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is the eternal truth in the history of mankind.
In the past the study of philosophy and religion has done many speculations on the phenomenon of love. But love has always ruled, in music, poetry, paintings, sculptor and literature. Psychology has also done lot of dissection to the essence of love, just like what biology, anthropology and neuroscience has also done to it.
Psychology portrays love as a cognitive phenomenon with a social cause. It is said to have three components in the book of psychology: Intimacy, Commitment, and Passion. Also, in an ancient proverb love is defined as a high form of tolerance. And this view has been accepted and advocated by both philosophers and scholars. Love also includes compatibility. But it is more of journey to the unknown when the concept of compatibility comes into picture. Perhaps the person whom we see in front of us may be least compatible than the person who is miles away. We might talk to each other and portray that we love each other, but practically we do not end up into any relationship. Also in compatibility, the key is to think about the long term successful relationship, not a short journey. We need to understand each other and must always remember that nobody is perfect.
« Il n’y a pas d’amour heureux », écraivait Aragon le poète. Sheryl Gaudet constate pour sa part que même un amour heureux porte des souffrances. « On n’a jamais de garantie, dit-elle. Tout ce que l’on sait, c’est que, pour maintenir le fil, on traversera des passes éprouvantes. »
Rien ne peut nous protéger des avatars de l’amour. Qu’on se la tienne pour dit, le bonheur aseptisé n’existe pas. Autant le savoir tout de suite, aimer signifie prendre des risques. Parce que certaines crises viendront troubler notre ciel, parce qu’on vivra une part des angoisses et des désarrois de l’autre. Une réalité qui, au fond, n’est pas si dramatique que ça.
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