For ages humans have ached to comprehend the truth beneath
those four letters. Many have claimed that love conquers all, that they would
do anything for love. Yet some have searched in vain for that elusive feeling,
for that touch that makes you feel heavenly. Does love really exist between a
man and a woman? Is it perhaps a little overrated? Could it be that maybe it
just happens that two people find themselves more alike in this world? Could it
be that we are all too busy searching for an explosive feeling, something huge,
something that knocks us off our feet, while in fact we should be searching for
a more peaceful, silent feeling? I do not have the answers to any of love's
finest questions. I too, happen to fall in the category of those who are
forever searching, forever questioning the authenticity of love.
The only thing I do know is that those lovey dovey feelings
creep up on us when we least expect it. When we have finally given up the
search, that's when life catches up with us. Everything happens in its own
time, I believe. There are those whose voice is the best music we ever get to
hear, those whose faces we touch and our fingers burn. There are those friends
we have had for a lifetime. Perhaps for so long we have dismissed the fact that
they are actually the great love stories that we seek. We forget that sometimes
the greatest love stories are born across crowded classrooms. We forget that we
do not need to find someone who is perfect. Like any other aspect of life, love
is not without its troubles. Sometimes we are caught up in things that are
false, things that eventually hurt. Nevertheless, in the very end, love happens
in its own time. I believe that if God created us in His image and likeness,
surely he would not deny any of us the world’s greatest feeling. I believe that
at times we are just so much in a rush we forget to breathe in the little
wonders of creation. Sometimes we fall to the pressures and expectations of
society. Many at times women think that by twenty five years of age they should
have been married. Love and marriage are really just two different sides of a
coin. Love is an awesome experience, and there will always be somebody for each
of us, if only we can search so deeply.
Written by Maureen Songa
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