As I glance aloft, into the azure sky and see the clouds melt into a lively gold, I think of how in a diminutive span of time, all of us will melt away into that wild sky, merely specks of remembrance of life. We shall trample the ground, but be endured by the young, new grass. Everyone we opine dear shall gradually vanish, too.
It is inevitable; we cannot ride away from this. For it is hastier and stronger. But there is something stronger than it, something more powerful than end. Love — it outlives everything. It is inconceivable and incalculable. It is not to be bottled up but to be spilled shamelessly. Something to bear on your sleeve every day. Something to give and multiply, never letting it to die.
Only our love will survive when we go. It has the competence to grow flowers in desert, and coruscate amongst the dull. One great Indian mystic said “Love is fulfillment of the law. By loving you send forth the currents of love far and wide and thus benefit the whole world without realizing it”. So, be sure to plant those fruitful flowers and hold high those sparkling stars. Be obvious; be shameless and fearless in how much love you give.
Proclaim it near and far, how much love you intend to give. How much of it you mean to intentionally spill every day, until the world drowns in it and builds a castle under those godly blue waters. Love not for thyself but for the eternity.
Abhishek Kumar, student-writer, Chandigarh, AKSIPS 41
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