Love. An undefined, profound misery requiring dependency, approval of the loved object, attachment and brings with it tears, pain and absolute devastation when snatched and in its presence too. Yeah in presence too that is humanness, the void that we are trying to fill with this mirage is as though attaching our plug to a wrong socket, and getting electrified. Love is misery and love stories tell this but it could turn into a blessing only if we attach it to its Creator and Source, Allah. Love belongs to Allah. Love will be a pain and no calmness and peace unless our hearts are starving for the love of their Creator because nobody and absolutely nobody can fill the void that void created for Allah to be filled with Him. And if we try to fill it with something else our body won't function well, the heart will get corrupted and when this powerhouse is not sound the whole body gets disabled or unable to function smoothly. And when the heart is with Allah what comes and goes it doesn't shatters me, paralysis me. Yes their might me little pain but it would be like a peaceful sorrow bringing us closer to Allah and then sorrow will end and peace will remain.
