IN SEARCH OF LOVE
I have been searching for love for years. Sometimes she was around some place but by the time i reached there she had moved to somewhere else. I saw her at another place but by the time i reached there she had moved again. This went on and on and on but there was great joy in the knowledge that she was there and one day i was going to find her. How long can she hide i thought? How long can she escape?
And one day it happened. As i kept searching i came across a house where there was a sign that she lived there. That was her house. I had a great sense of relief that my destiny was fulfilled. I went up the steps and i was just going to knock on the door when i had a second thought: ‘What will i do if she comes and opens the door? What will i do next? My whole life has been a search, a journey. And suddenly i meet her and i don’t have anything to say!’
Think about it. If you meet her by chance, what next? This is the final destination. Everybody is trying to reach some destination without thinking of the implications. If you reach the destination then what? The journey has come to an end. Standing there, at the destination, looking around, you will wonder: ‘What was the point?’
Love is a continuity, always and always. There is no final destination she is going towards. Just the search, the journey in itself is love, not the destination. There is no goal. The final destination is the end. There is absolutely nothing beyond. So enjoy the journey without a destination. Love is a joyous journey to nowhere - from nowhere to nowhere. In the middle you love. Enjoy it while it is there. Celebrate it. There is nobody to reach. The traveler is a myth, he does not exist. Only the journey is true.
I have been searching for love for years. Sometimes she was around some place but by the time i reached there she had moved to somewhere else. I saw her at another place but by the time i reached there she had moved again. This went on and on and on but there was great joy in the knowledge that she was there and one day i was going to find her. How long can she hide i thought? How long can she escape?
And one day it happened. As i kept searching i came across a house where there was a sign that she lived there. That was her house. I had a great sense of relief that my destiny was fulfilled. I went up the steps and i was just going to knock on the door when i had a second thought: ‘What will i do if she comes and opens the door? What will i do next? My whole life has been a search, a journey. And suddenly i meet her and i don’t have anything to say!’
Think about it. If you meet her by chance, what next? This is the final destination. Everybody is trying to reach some destination without thinking of the implications. If you reach the destination then what? The journey has come to an end. Standing there, at the destination, looking around, you will wonder: ‘What was the point?’
Love is a continuity, always and always. There is no final destination she is going towards. Just the search, the journey in itself is love, not the destination. There is no goal. The final destination is the end. There is absolutely nothing beyond. So enjoy the journey without a destination. Love is a joyous journey to nowhere - from nowhere to nowhere. In the middle you love. Enjoy it while it is there. Celebrate it. There is nobody to reach. The traveler is a myth, he does not exist. Only the journey is true.
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