My take on ‘Love’ by Zareen Zubair

Mehek. Love is ‘Mehek’. A sweet, never-ending hint of fragrance that lingers forever around me. I can’t touch it but I feel its strength in its softness. That is what I call love. Love is the strength that binds two entities together to one soulful purpose - Life. It is independent of any materialistic approach which makes it even more beautiful as it stands alone, strong and rigid through the storms of time.
The feeling it radiates positively in the most merciless manner is so overwhelming and so unbelievably true.
Love is nature. Words and voices, those flow in the sphere of nature. Why do we exist and what are we striving for? All of us are in search of satisfaction. All of us want to get satisfied for the shorter or longer run. Love is what everyone is searching for. People who greatly cherish love tend to be happier and more hopeful than others. All of us need to cherish the true essence of this affection. We try to reach out to what we love or more simply, attracted to. But at the end of the day we get what we strive for and you only strive for what you love.

In love distances don’t matter. If it’s true and pure, then angels carry messages from one to another. Distances increases elements of respect and admiration. But to make them work, trust must be present. True love brings blindfolded trust and there is no more satisfaction than trust that is so pure.
With trust and satisfaction, pure love is also the submission to the lover regardless of any circumstances. To submit one’s body, soul and purpose of life to an entity worthy of your love. Isn’t it beautiful to just blindly give up all you have for your love? People might call you stupid but that’s love. Decisions are made in a sane state to enjoy the pleasure of insanity, in total protection and safety.
Love is truly experienced in the rawness of nature. It transforms into the force that pumps your blood, your soul. It is present in different states. How mountains get enveloped by the lust of clouds. Or how softly the sea tempts the shore again and again with the warmth of the oceanic breeze. The gaze of your lover and you understand the need. Get closer and enter into a whole new world.
Hope. Love is hope. A hope for something you restlessly want. Something deep and soothing and obscure. Love is full of meaning, defined yet so abstract. It’s the enjoyment of pleasure consciously and unconsciously with the passage of time. Love is the basic fundamental of life and is the secret in your breath. Realize it.
Love blooms when you become one. Together as one. We all are on our quest for true love. It is the reason we live and that’s my reason too. My reason to live - Mehek.
The author is a student of MSc. in Media and Mass Communication at the International Islamic University. Zareen loves to write and with her ever-growing love to write and express herself, she made it to becoming the Editor of her department's Newsletter. Zareen also got her first poetry book (‘Beyond Ecstasy’) published in July 2007.