Love or Loved?

Valentine's day a message to my daughter was sarcastically reverted back, I was taken aback, called her to find out whats bothering her, though that was not possible but her reply with a query was, love can only be expressed on valentine's day rather any day you express your love for someone should be valentine's day, it did trigger my thought process, at the back of my head it made me wonder is it important to love or be loved?
Life is not always pack of goody things, one comes across ups and downs, at times you yearn for person's love and at other moment their being with you makes you uncomfortable. what is more important than loving someone is being loved, love is unconditional and is not made possible, it silently enters your life and overcomes you, there is hardly any time left when you realise it has happened. loving is always easier than being loved.
A quote from a movie sounded like this that value of things is known before you possess them and of humans after you loose....
Man is complex animal beside being social, our brain chemistry is so intricate that its self confusing at time, we tend to have tears in our eyes when overjoyed and inversely smile without reason when deep in sorrow. Its difficult to understand love or being loved in words its a formula which has its own meaning and implications, its how it happens in persons life.
Aptly sung by a sufi singer 'Bulleshah' that break any belief in this religious world but don't break someone's heart as it's abode of the god itself.

Trip to nowhere...

Do we learn lessons from our mistakes, or mistakes teach us lessons ? An Urdu poet in his poetry questions god that on the day of final judgement he(man) shall ask Him first, why, He did not stop him(man) from before he(man) committed the mistake ? It's true life is echo, what you shall speak shall come back to you, what you sow shall you reap, but then at times these consolations are in vain, we have no answer for so many eventualities happening around us that make us wonder, why ? A translation to holy line read like this that in the end all noble souls left in the shade of gods mercy shall meet. Is that what we believe or is that what we have been brought up and told to believe.
Alexander the great warrior fought and conquered so many battles did not reach home alive, there is tale about him which tells that he told his mother that when his dead body shall be taken en route for final ceremony his hands should be open and out from sheet exposed for world to see that we all die empty hand. Nothing goes with us, but, does our deeds go, or, this is end of everything, our world finishes with our body, where we go, what goes with us and how the judgement is done, a million dollar question.
Sorrows make us believe in some power, supernatural power, that rules, its true, is that his decision or is that destiny.
Hindu philosophy believes that man in this life had destiny which is predetermined of deeds of his past life, but the good and bad ventures expedited by a person in this life tones the effects which gives final shape to his destiny of his life time. What remains good or bad is carried forward to his next birth, the essence of reincarnation sounds convincing but a vacuum feeling leaves one with a question, here I recall a sermon on TV channel which very aptly claimed that on every 'full stop' of Mighty who are we to put 'question mark', beliefs have their values and we are bound to it and shall respect too, perhaps this is our survival if not of the fittest but of the finest. 

Ant(insp)irator - Inspiration interpreted

Thanks to an inspiring thought of the day about inspiration which said Ant is the best living object in this world, works constantly, ten times its weight, without getting tired - silently.
How timid we humans are, we boast about tall claims about our achievements, success and victory, though true all efforts should be rewarded but how much actually we need the attention. The sorrow, sadness makes us throw our tantrums on people living around us and the noise that makes the environment pollute remains unattended by any pollution norm of these days.
A friend of mine over a discussion about how's happening in our life told me that that her husband thinks that he is superior to anybody else in the house and claims, shouts about principles and proving always that he is the right man, he is good, he is perfect, he is superior but the very instant my friend corrected her statement while speaking about it and said, there is nothing like superiority complex actually its complex and all complex within us are actually birth of certain inferiority, hence all complexes are inferiority complex.
We never stop and ponder over a thought that all our efforts don't actually need any attention, what me, you our anybody else in this social structure is breathing within the relationship is for ourselves we don't need claims we don't need to say by words or deeds, it should go smoothly, silently, life is happier if it sails with the wind of destiny peacefully accepting our endeavors and giving our best without thinking of end results.
Aptly said by Lord Krishna, man needs to serve his deeds only, needs to be 'karamyogi'.