Friday, June 24, 2011


People feel lonely; they need somebody to fill their loneliness. They call it love. They show love because that is the only way to hook the other. The others also call it love because that is the only way to hook you. But who knows there is love or not? Love is just a game. Real love is possible, but that happens only when you don’t need anybody!
When you don’t need a person at all, when you are totally sufficient unto yourself, when you can be alone and tremendously happy and ecstatic, then love is possible. But then too you can be certain about only one thing: whether your love is real. How can you be certain about the other? But then there is no need.
This continuous anxiety whether the others love is real or not – simply shows one thing: that your love is not real. Why be worried about it? Enjoy it while it last! Be together while you can be together! It is a fiction, but you need fiction.
Behind declarations of love there is nothing but need. You want your lover to be with you to fill your emptiness and so to in the case with him. You are both trying to use each other as a means.
That’s why lovers, so called lovers, are always in conflict- Because nobody wants to be used, because when you use a person the person becomes a thing, you have reduced him or her to a commodity.
Do you love yourself? You have not even asked a question. When you are blissful on your own, you don’t want to use anybody. You simply want to share it and you will feel thankful that somebody was ready to receive. That is the full point.
There is no way to be certain about the other-first, be certain about you. And a person who is certain about himself is certain about the whole world .Settled, centred, grounded in yourself, you never worry about such things. You accept.
If somebody loves you, you accept it because you love yourself. You are happy with yourself; somebody else is happy-good! It does not make you madly egoistic. You simply enjoy yourself; somebody else also finds you enjoyable-good! While it lasts, live the fiction as beautifully as possible-it will not last forever.
When a love is finished, you start thinking it was false-that’s why it has come to an end. No not necessarily. It may have had some glimmer of truth in it, but you were both unable to keep and hold that truth…..You needed love, but you were not capable of it.
When you are aware, a totally different kind of love will arise in your heart-which is absolutely true, which is part of eternity. But that is not a need- it is a luxury. And you have so much of it that you hanker for somebody to share it with.


  1. Very good selection from Speaking Tree ,Yavnika.Your April 13 post was entitled Love..It Is Exotic.Your Jun 24,2011 post is entitled Do You Love Yourself.Both are True.I have only to say one thing:Pyar Kiya Nahi Jaata,Ho jata Hai.Platonic love is the best love.It makes no demand on each other.There is nothing great than love.There was one song :Pyar bante chalo.Then nothing to regret.

  2. WOW....what a post man!!! sometimes somethings are sooo rightly said and written and you wonder why the hell i never thought like this before...awesome post :)



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