Love
The tale of love transformed itself into a reality of love. I have now grown to the level of understanding love. It is she who uplifted me to that level where true love pervades. The funny thing is that she is not consciously aware of how her essence of presence teaches me love. Previously I wrote about the tale of love. As the name suggests it was just a tale in my mind, although it happened really. It became a tale of love rather than a true love was because love was covered by my desires. It was a foolish boy's desire to become a hero in the class and for that he wants to have a lover. That desire to be a hero then slowly faded away and the only thing that remained was the desire to have her as a lover. Unfortunately love was covered around by desires and that instilled fear into me. Desires originate from thoughts about "me and mine" and this is called as ego. In the "Tale of love" I suggested about my first lover. Then also came many lovers for me. Jus