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Friday, October 4, 2013

I Love You


Friday, July 5, 2013

Kanchan Bagari- “My Dream Please Come True”


Come to me 
Like breath comes….Listen to my heart
Please don’t run..

I am a dream girl
I dream of catching a falling star
I dream of my prince charming 
Wherever you are…

There are no words to say how I feel.

I used to think love was just a dream
Or, at least, it just wasn’t for me,

But Than I met you
I start thinking – Is this you my dream come true?

I dream of love 
I dream of faith 
I dream of hope 
I dream of life 
I dream of you
And you make my soul soar and you set my heart free.
You made my life something,
When I met you,
You make me so glad and
I wish if you my dream than
Please come true!

Friday, May 24, 2013

Kanchan Bagari-"Feeling Love in the air"

Beautiful atmosphere, Opening clouds
There is a new sky over my head
All the directions, fill with happiness
Now I am feeling love in the air.

Now there is no control on my heart

From the time I have seen you my heart is not at rest
On my lips there is only yours name
Slowly slowly you come into my life
Slowly slowly you steal away my heart

The heart is lost,
It has become yours,
Now the path has been found of happiness
There is a dream in the eyes for you and me
Some string is pulling me, towards you

You are my life, you are my every happiness
You are love itself, you are passion, you are romance itself

You are my first experience with love
you are that thirst,which could not be extinguished
You are my first wish, you are the last wish

Now my heart is only calling your's name..

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Kanchan Bagari,-"You're My Heart's Happiness"



You, you are my heart's happiness, my heart's thirst
You are my breath in my body
You are that love, that which was left within me, 
In my life, you are the blessing from the sky.

In my heart such heartbeats awakened, 
Such magic cast upon me
That the earth and sky have changed
A dream goes on hiding in my breath
Someone of mine
Someone of mine is burning like a lamp in my roads.

I see dreams
I sleep a little, but I stay awake a little
I don't stay awake nor sleep, everything seems upside down
I wasn't like this before.

Seeing you I go to sleep
Seeing you I've got to wake up

Why am I feeling like this that I love you from centuries?
Like you were always mixed within me?
Like we were lost for centuries, now we have received life.

Thursday, January 31, 2013

"Found you, found the world"



I found someone
When I see him, forget the world
that one, who is looking at me
I am looking at him by forgetting every thing

In heartbeats and in breaths
In nights and in dreams
In all things he is there, I want to tell this to him
In the evenings, in the mornings
He is included in every moment
He is included in my words everytime

Now the all is linked with him in such a way that
I am seeing him everywhere
My life in lighten with him
My heart has got real happiness

I want to tell this to him...
Yes I want to tell this to you 
That now every moment I think of you.

If only you could
step inside my heart
for just a moment or two
you might be overwhelmed
by what I feel for you.
I want to hold you close
I want to hold your hand
I never want to let you go
You’re the best I’ve ever had

Now I am linked with you in such a way that
I am seeing you everywhere
My life in lighten with you
My heart has got real happiness

I found you, I found the world.
Oh God! never part him away from me.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

KANCHAN BAGARI: Do you remember?


Do you remember?
When I was  alone , you were the only one,
Who came into my life.

When I lost my all hopes, you were the only one,
Who gave me new hopes.

Do you remember?
Whatever I said?
Whatever vows we had taken?
The promises we had made together?

You alone had brought the mornings into my dark nights.
You alone had brought sunshine into my life.

Do you remember?

Those days were very beautiful
The nights were also auspicious
You alone had brought all the happiness into my life.

Do you remember?

We would stay awake,
We would speak loving words
I spent every moment with your loving thoughts

I was so close to you
You were so close to me.

Do you remember?

In the light of day, in dreams and thoughts
I saw you time after time
You are my life, you are my story
You decorated my dreams

Do you remember?





Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Kanchan Bagari,-”Story of LOVE”


Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived; Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all the others……, including Love.

                    One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island until the last possible moment.

 

                  When the island was almost totally under, Love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help.

                 Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, “Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?” Richness answered, “I’m sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you.”

                Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel. Love cried out, “Vanity, help me please.” I can’t help you”, Vanity said, “You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat.”

               Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. Love said, “Sadness, please let me go with you.” Sadness answered, “Love, I’m sorry, but, I just need to be alone now.”

              Then, Love saw Happiness. Love cried out, “Happiness, please take me with you.” But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn’t hear Love calling to him. Love began to cry.

                   Then, she heard a voice say, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder.

 

                         Love then found Knowledge and asked, “Who was it that helped me?” “It was Time”, Knowledge answered. “But why did Time help me when no one else would?”, Love asked.

                        Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is.”



“True story of Meera Bai’s divine Love"

MiraBai (1498 – 1547) was a Rajput princess who lived in the north Indian state of Rajasthan. She was a devout follower of Lord Krishna. MiraBai was one of the foremost exponents of the Prema Bhakti (Divine Love) and an inspired poetess. She sang in vraja-bhasha, sometimes mixed with rajasthani, in praise of Giridhara Gopala (Shri Krishna), her lord for whom she developed in her heart the most intense love and devotion. 





MiraBai was born in 1504 AD at Chaukari village in Merta District of Rajasthan. Merta was a small state in Marwar, Rajasthan ruled by the Ranthors, great devotees of Vishnu. Her father, Ratan Singh, was the second son of Rao Duda ji, a descendent of Rao Jodha ji Rathor, the founder of Jodhpur. MiraBai was raised and nurtured by her grandfather. As customary with royal families, her education included knowledge of scriptures, music, archery, fencing, horseback riding and driving chariots – she was also trained to wield weapons in case of a war. However, MiraBai also grew up amidst an atmosphere of total Krishna consciousness, which was responsible in molding her life in the path of total devotion towards Lord Krishna.

                                                 When she was just four years of age, she manifested her deep devotion to Krishna. MiraBai watched a marriage procession in front of her residence. MiraBai, the child, spotted the well-dressed bridegroom and asked her mother innocently, “Dear mother, who will be my bridegroom?” MiraBai’s mother smiled, and half in jest and half in earnest, pointed towards the image of Sri Krishna and said, “My dear Mira, Lord Krishna – this beautiful fellow – is going to be your bridegroom”. Soon after, MiraBai’s mother passed on. As MiraBai grew up, her desire to be with her Krishna grew intensely and she believed that Lord Krishna would come to marry her. In due course, she became firmly convinced that Krishna was to be her husband.
                                                             MiraBai was soft-spoken, mild-mannered, gifted, sweet, and sang with a melodious voice. She was reputed to be one of the most extraordinary beauties of her time with fame spreading to several kingdoms and provinces. Her fame spread far and wide. Rana Sangram Singh, commonly known as Rana Sangha, the powerful King of Mewar, approached Rao Duda for MiraBai’s hand in marriage to his son Bhojraj (also known as Rana Kumbha or KumbhaRana). Bhojraj wanted to marry MiraBai for her pious nature and divine intent. Rao Duda agreed to the union. However, MiraBai could not bear the thought of marrying a human being when her heart was filled with thoughts of every nature, all about her Krishna. But unable to go against her beloved grandfathers word, she finally consented to the marriage. MiraBai was wed to Rana Kumbha in 1513, before she turned 14. As ordained, MiraBai was dutiful. She left for (Chittorgarh) Mewar with the Rana Kumbha.
                                                              After her household duties were over, Meera would go to the temple of Lord Krishna, worship, sing and dance before Lord Krishna Idol daily. KumbhaRana’s mother and other ladies of the palace did not like the ways of MiraBai, as they were worldly-minded and jealous. MiraBai’s mother-in-law forced her to worship Durga and admonished her often. But MiraBai maintained, “I have already given up my life to my beloved Lord Krishna”. MiraBai’s sister-in-law Udabai formed a conspiracy and began to defame the innocent Meera. She informed Rana Kumbha that Meera was in secret love with some one, that she witnessed Meera talking to her lover(s) in the temple, and that she would show him the persons if he would accompany her one night. The ladies further raved that MiraBai, by her conduct, had brought a great slur on the reputation of the Rana family of Chittor. The enraged Kumbha ran with sword in hand towards Meera, but as luck would have it Meera had gone to her Krishna temple. A sober relative of the Rana counseled him, “Rana! You will forever repent for your hasty behavior and consequences. Enquire into the allegation carefully and you will find the truth. Meera bai is a great devotee of the Lord. Remember why you sought her hand. Out of sheer jealousy the ladies might have concocted scandals against Meera Bai to incite you and ruin her”. Kumbha calmed down and accompanied his sister who persistently took him to the temple at dead of night. Rana Kumbha broke open the door, rushed inside and found Meera alone in her ecstatic mood talking and singing to the idol.
                                                                            The Rana shouted at Meera, “Meera, show me your lover with whom you are talking now”. Meera replied, “There sits He—my Lord—the Nanichora who has stolen my heart”. She went into a trance. The ladies floated other rumors that Meera was mixing very freely with Sadhus. Meera was unaffected by such scandals and continued to invite Bhagavathas to join her in Krishna bhajan at the temple. She stood unruffled in the face of accusations from the royal family. When questioned about her marital responsibilities, Meera responded that it was Krishna to whom she was married. KumbhaRana was heart-broken but remained a good husband and sympathizer of Meera until his death.
                                                                             Rana’s relatives began persecuting Meera in various ways, even though Meera had no desire for the throne. Meera was sent a basket with a cobra inside and a message that the basket contained a garland of flowers. Meera, after meditation, opened the basket and found inside a lovely idol of Sri Krishna with a garland of flowers. The relentless Rana (her brother-in-law) sent her a cup of poison with the message that it was nectar. Meera offered it to her Lord Krishna and took it as His Prasad. It was real nectar to her. The bed of nails that the Rana sent transformed into a bed of roses when Meera reposed on it.
                                                                     When the torture and scandals continued, Meera sent a letter to Goswami Tulsidas and asked for his advice. She wrote, “Simply because I am constantly tortured by my relatives, I cannot abandon my Krishna. I am unable to carry on with my devotional practices in the palace. I have made Giridhar Gopala my friend from my very childhood. I feel a total bondage with him. I cannot break that bond”.

Tulsidasji sent a reply: “Abandon those who cannot understand you and who do not worship Rama or Syama, even though they are your dearest relatives. Prahlada abandoned his father; Vibhishana left his brother Ravana; Bharata deserted his stepmother; Bali forsook even his Guru; the Gopasthrees, the women of Vraja, disowned their husbands to get to their Krishna. Their lives were all the happier for having done so. The relation with God and the love of God are the only elements that are true and eternal; all other relationships are unreal and temporary”. Meera met up once again with her Guru and mentor Raidas, who is said to have lived to a ripe age of 118 years. She went into the slums often to be in the satsang of this great teacher. This was the impetus and inspiration behind the many queries and controversies that she raised about Kulam in her songs.
The turning point in Meerabai’s life occurred when once Akbar and his court musician Tansen came in disguise to Chittor to hear Meera’s devotional and inspiring songs. Both entered the temple and listened to Meera’s soul – stirring songs to their heart’s content. Before he departed, he touched the holy feet of Meera and placed a necklace of priceless gems in front of the idol as a present. Somehow the news reached the KumbhaRana that Akbar had entered the sacred temple in disguise, touched the feet of Meerabai and even presented her a necklace. The Rana became furious. He told Meerabai, “Drown yourself in the river and never show your face to the world in future. You have brought great disgrace on my family”.
Meerabai obeyed the words of King. She proceeded to the river to drown herself. The names of the Lord “Govinda, Giridhari, Gopala” were always on her lips. She sang and danced in ecstasy on her way to the river. When she raised her feet from the ground, a hand from behind grasped her and embraced her. She turned behind and saw her beloved Giridhari. She fainted on him. After a few minutes she opened her eyes. Lord Krishna smiled and gently whispered: “My dear Meera, your life with your mortal relatives is over now. You are absolutely free. Be cheerful. You are and have always been mine.”
Meera walked barefoot on the hot sandy beds of Rajasthan. On her way, many ladies, children and devotees received her with great hospitality. She reached Brindavan (or Vrindaban). It was at Brindavan that she again met and was inspired by Sant Raidas. She went about Brindavan doing Oonchavritti and worshipped in the Govinda Mandir which has since become famous and is now a great place of pilgrimage for devotees from all over the world.
A repentant Kumbha came to Vrindavan to see Meera and prayed that he may be forgiven for all his previous wrongs and cruel deeds. He begged that Meera return to the kingdom and was assume her role as the queen once more. Meera said to Rana that Krishna is only one King and my life belongs to him. The KumbhaRana, for the first time, truly understood Meera’s exalted state of mind and prostrated before her in reverence. He then promptly left Vrindavan a changed soul.
Jiva Gosain was the head of the Vaishnavites in Brindavan. Meera wanted to have Darshan of Jiva Gosain. He declined to see her. He sent word to Meera that he would not allow any woman in his presence. Mirabai retorted: “Everybody in Brindavan is a woman. Only Giridhar Gopala is Purusha. Today only I have come to know that there is another Purusha besides Krishna in Brindavan”. Jiva Gosain was put to shame. He at once went to see Meera and paid her due respects.
Meera’s fame spread far and wide. She was immersed in satsang day in and out. At the request of KumbhaRana, Meera returned to Mewar and Kumbha agreed to her request that she would reside in the temple of Krishna but would not restrict her movements and wanderings. From Mewar, she once again returned to Brindavan, and then went on to Dwaraka. The King went with her.
On Krishna’s Janmashtami at the temple of Krishna. There was much happiness all around in the abode of the Lord. The light of the lamps, the sound of the bhajans and the energy from the devotees’ ecstacy were filling the air. With Tamburi in one hand and cymbals or chipla in the other the great tapasvini was singing ecstatically with her Gopala smiling in front of her closed eyes. Meera stood up and danced with her song ‘Mere Janama Maran ke sathee’, and when the song ended, Kumbha gently approached her and requested her to come back. Meera said, ‘Ranaji, the body is yours and you are a great devotee, but my mind, emotions and the soul are all his. I do not know what use am I to you at this state of mind’. Kumbha was moved and he started singing with her in unison. Meera rose up abruptly, stumbled and fell at the flowers on the feet of Giridhari. ‘Oh, Giridhari, are you calling me, I am coming’. When Kumbha and the rest were watching in awe, there was a lightning which enveloped Meera and the sanctum doors closed on their own. When the doors opened again, Meera’s saree was enveloping Lord Krishna’s idol and her voice and the flute accompaniment were the only sounds that could be heard.
                                                                             

                                                                         So many princesses and queens have come and gone. So many princesses, and queens have appeared on the stage of this world and vanished. How is it that the queen of Chittor alone is still remembered? Is this on account of her beauty? Is this on account of her poetic skill? No. It is on account of her renunciation, single-minded devotion to Lord Krishna and the self-realization. She conversed with Krishna. She ate with Krishna, her Beloved. She drank the Krishna-premarasa. She sang from the core of her heart about her unique spiritual experiences. She was indeed one of the foremost embodiments of Premabhakthi that ever walked on earth.

Monday, February 27, 2012



I spent another lovely day,
Having your loving thoughts in my way
I look at the sunset
I look at the stars
I see so much beauty,
But when I look at you
I see so much more and more.
I see so much beauty in You.
Every time when we talk
I come close to you.

I would do anything
Just to be with you.

I would walk a million miles
Just to look into your eyes
Just to see your smile
Just to see the beauty of your heart.
Which I'm feeling every time.

You mean so much to me.
You're like first sun ray,
which give hope of a new day.
You're are my hope, strength, power,
which making me strong every day.
Wish to feel you so close to me.
Wish my this wish come true.
And when I go to bed tonight,
I'll make a wish for you.
I'll close my eyes, try real hard,
And hope you're with me so soon.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

"My Promise"





You are the one that my heart loves.
Now my world is you,
Where you are, I am there..
Without you I'm no where.
Now, this life without you would be a punishment.

Oh, let us meet like..
two waves..
And never be apart.
I'll never leave you..
Yes, this is my promise.

If am the voice, then you are my song...
No one is as beautiful as you.
You are unique from anything in this world..

May our togetherness never break at any point of life.
May our hands never be apart.
May you never be cross with me, even in my dreams..
May no one ever steal the happiness of my love.

I would take you and hide you from the world's gaze..
And hide you in a corner of my heart.
In life, if we ever come across dificulties..
Take care of me, and I'll take care of you.

Now my everything starts with you.
Now you are a part of me and I'm a part of you.
I can't imagine myself without you.

You are my angel the one who cares for me,
The one who loves me,
You are the one that my heart loves.
Now my world is you.

You're an Angel that nobody can see,
Still an Angel is what you are to me
An angel from heaven is what you are
In my sky you're definably a heavenly star.

In my heart & mind is where you're living
You have hair as soft as silk
A guardian angel is what I have gotten.
Your eyes are like sapphires that shine bright.
When everything is dark, you give me light.

Where you are, I am there..
Without you I'm no where.
Now, this life without you would be a punishment.

Oh, let us meet like..
two waves..
And never be apart.
I'll never leave you..
Yes, this is my promise.

Friday, August 19, 2011

A man is a traveler

Man is a traveler, he comes and goes.
While travelling, he leaves memories behind.

The blows of the wind, the falling of rain.
If someone gets left behind in a fair,
Then he is left all alone.
A man is a traveler.

What have you brought with you, what have you left behind.
We don't know what all we leave behind.
After reaching the destination do we realise it.
Man is a traveler, he comes and goes.
While travelling, he leaves memories behind.

When the boat of life is in a turmoil,
Someone becomes the oarsman.
Someone drowns even in shallow waters.
Man is a traveler.

The eyes are crying, the heart is burning,
When someone of your own throws you out.
Then others compound seem to be full of sheen.
What have you brought with you, what have you left behind.
We don't know what all we leave behind.
After reaching the destination do we realise it.
Man is a traveler, he comes and goes.
While travelling, he leaves memories behind.

Somewhere


Somewhere far away when the day is over,
The dusk slowly creeps in like a shy bride.
In my garden of thoughts,
Someone lights the lamp of dreams.
Somewhere when the day is over,
The bride in form of dusk, hiding her body, creeps in.

Sometimes when just like that, the breaths become heavy,
When the eyes moisten with tears for no reason,
Then someone, very lovingly,
Touches me but can not be seen, can not be seen.

Somewhere far away when the day is over.


Sometimes, these hearts can not even meet,
And sometimes, the bonds are there from so many lives.
Very heavy is the dilemma, strange is my heart,
Being mine it tolerates the pain of others.

This heart knows all these deep secrets of mine,
How my dreams have been fulfilled.
These dreams of mine, they are only mine.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Girl Who Married a Snake


Once upon a time, there lived a Brahmin with his wife in a village. Both of them were sad, as they had no children. Every day, they prayed to God in the hope, that one day they would be blessed with a child. Ultimately, the god blessed them with a child. The Brahmin’s wife gave birth to a baby, but the child came to be a snake. Everyone was shocked and advised them to get rid of the snake as soon as possible.

The Brahmin’s wife remained firm and refused to listen to any one. She loved the snake as her son and didn’t care that her infant was a snake. She brought up the snake with love and care. She fed him with the best food she could arrange for. She made a comfortable bed in a box and made him sleep on it. The snake grew up and his mother loved him all the more. On one occasion, there was a wedding in the neighborhood; the Brahmin’s wife began to think of getting her son married. But the question aroused, which girl would marry a snake?

Although, she had a belief that she would definitely get a girl for her son. One day, when the Brahmin returned home, he found his wife in tears. He asked her, “What happened? Why are you crying? “She didn’t answer and kept on crying. The Brahmin asked again, “Tell me what hurts you so much?" Finally, she said, “I know you don’t love my son. You are not taking any interest in our son. He is grown up. You don’t even think to get him a bride”. The Brahmin was shocked to hear such words. He replied, “Bride, for our son? Do you think any girl would marry to a snake?”

The Brahmin’s wife didn’t respond, but she kept on crying. On seeing her crying like that, the Brahmin decided to go out in search of a bride for his son. He traveled to many places, but found no girl who was ready to marry a snake. At last, he arrived in a big city where one of his friends lived. As the Brahmin had not met him for a long time, he decided to meet him.

Both of the friends were happy to see each other after a long time and spent a good time altogether. During the conversation, the friend happened to ask the Brahmin that why he was traveling round the country. The Brahmin said,” I am looking for a bride for my son”. The friend told him not to go any further and promised his daughter’s hand in marriage. The Brahmin was shocked and said, “I think, it would be better if you see my son before deciding this”.

His friend refused saying that he knew him and his family, so it was not necessary to see the boy. He sent his daughter with the Brahmin in order to get married with his son. The Brahmin’s wife was happy to know this and quickly started making preparations for the marriage. When the villagers heard about this, they went to the girl and advised her not to marry the snake. The girl refused to hear to them and insisted that she had to keep her father’s word.

Accordingly, the marriage between the snake and the girl took place. The girl started living with her husband, the snake. She was a devoted wife and looked after the snake like a good wife. The snake slept in his box at night. One night, when the girl was going to sleep, she saw a handsome young man in the room. She was frightened and was about to run for help. The young man stopped her and said, “Don’t fear. Didn’t you recognize me? I am your husband”.

The girl didn’t believe him. The young man proved himself by entering into the snake’s skin and then came out of it once again as the young man. The girl was really happy to find her husband in a human form and fell at his feet. From that night onwards, every night the young would come out of the snake’s skin. He used to stay with his wife till daybreak and then would slip back into the snake’s skin.

One night, the Brahmin heard voices from his daughter-in-law’s room. He kept a watch and saw the snake turning into a young man. He rushed into the room, seized the snake’s skin and threw it into the fire. The young man said, “Dear Father, thank you very much. Due to a curse, I had to remain a snake until somebody without asking me, destroy the snake’s body. Today, you have done it. Now, I am now free from the curse." Thus, the young man never became snake again and lived happily with his wife.


Moral: This is call Destiny of Love.

-Kanchan Bagari.

A True story of The Beggar by Kanchan Bagari

Before India gained independence, a few young men from the villages wanted to free India from the foreign yoke; they wanted the British to quit India. They needed material wealth to throw the British out of India, so they started collecting money in the Indian villages.

One day, they got inspired to collect material things as well. They went from door to door carrying a huge bag, which gradually was filled with money and gifts. As they went, a one-legged beggar kept following them. The young men did not mind.

At the end of the day, they entered into a house to see what they had collected. The beggar also wanted to enter, but since he was not a member of the group, they did not allow him in. The beggar pleaded with them: "I walked such a long distance right behind you. You want freedom; I also want freedom. Our Motherland is not only your property. It is also my property."

At first, the young men got mad and told the beggar to go away. Then one of the men felt sorry for him, so they decided to show him the things they had collected. While the beggar was looking at the gifts in their bag, most of them were showing him real contempt. Then suddenly the beggar opened up the bag that he had been carrying. It contained a few coins and some rice. He spontaneously threw all the contents into their bag.

Immediately all the members of the revolutionary group started shedding tears of gratitude, because he had given all that he had to their cause. On that day, they had gone to visit so many rich families, who had given them next to nothing; but this beggar had given them everything that he had! They were deeply moved by the beggar's contribution.

"Everyone is a beggar"- Story of Sacrifice by Kanchan Bagari

Once there was a king who was always fighting. One day he was badly wounded in a battle. A sage passed by and touched him, and the king was cured. He wanted to give the sage a reward for saving him, but the sage didn't want anything.

The king said, "I don't want to be indebted to you."

The sage said, "In the future I'll ask for something. I don't need anything now, but one day I'll come."

Months passed and the sage was praying to God one day for peace, light and bliss, when a desire entered his mind. For the past few months his cow had not been producing milk. "She's old," he said. "I'll ask the king for a new cow."

He went to see the king and found him in a temple. He was praying for more wealth and more fame.

The sage said to himself, "I won't ask him for a cow. He's a beggar like me." And he turned to leave.

The king stopped him and said, "Sage, you saved my life. Please tell me what you want. I'll give you anything."

The sage said, "I pray to God and meditate. He is all I need. I don't want to take anything from anyone in need. You told me you took an oath that you would not be indebted to anyone. I, too, have taken an oath. My oath is that if anyone is in need, then I won't take anything from that person. That's why I won't take anything from you. You're praying to God for material things. You're begging for God to give you wealth and fame. So how can I ask anything of you? God has shown me that everyone is a beggar. So if I need something, I'll get it from Him."

Monday, June 6, 2011

"True Love Never Dies"

True Love Never Dies

But What Is True Love?

We all know and say- True Love Never Dies But the truth is that mostly people really don't know what is True Love?

True love is forever.

Why then do half of the marriages in the world end in divorce, and why are so many couples always breaking up? Simple, they don’t know true love. What’s true love then? True love is unconditional love. And no, that’s not just limited to mothers and God. Ordinary humans can do it too… but that doesn’t mean it’s easy

Unconditional love is when you love someone not for certain aspects of them that can change, but you love them for their innermost essence… their soul even, if you will. Unconditional love is when you still love someone no matter how much they change, no matter how ugly they become, and no matter how many stupid things they do or how much they may hurt you. Unconditional love is something that perseveres even when it may hurt you or when it seems to go completely against your own best interests. So, it’s not for the faint of heart. It takes true courage to love even just one person unconditionally, and that’s something not a lot of people have.

So, most people in relationships don’t really love each other. They might think they do, but for the most part they’re just infatuated or horny or lonely. Most relationships are based on someone’s needs. They either need “someone to be with” or they need someone to have sex with or something. There’s always some kind of an outcome that they want… the love isn’t its own reward.

True unconditional love doesn’t need a relationship to thrive, and it doesn’t need any kind of outcome whatsoever. Just to be able to experience unconditional love is its own reward.

The average modern romantic relationship is actually very limiting with regards to true love. Jealousy is a commonly accepted feeling – it’s considered normal. But jealousy and true love don’t actually go together at all. If you truly unconditionally love someone, why would you ever feel jealous if they spend time with other people, or even if they love other people besides you? You just wouldn’t – because love is a good thing, and therefore more love can only be better. And if spending time with other people makes that person happy, then that makes you happy too because you enjoy seeing that person happy. When you truly love someone then that person's happiness become your everything and you can do anything for his smile. Jealousy is actually quite insane when you think about it like that. It’s quite incompatible with true love.

But that doesn’t mean that if you ever feel the slightest hint of jealousy, that doesn’t mean you don’t truly love the person. You could just be having a moment of weakness… as I said above, unconditional love isn’t for the faint of heart, and it takes a lot of courage to keep it up. You’re only human, and nobody is perfect… And the truth is that in todays world its really difficult to found True love. Its hard to found a person or love who loves you without reason and unconditional. Who is 100% capable of unconditional love anyway. But it’s worth it to see how close you can get because it really is one of the most awesome things you can do or experience.

Those really lucky who found true love.