RANDOM
Posted: January 25, 2012 Filed under: snapshots of my life, vantage point | Tags: BELOVED, heart, life, love, nostalgia, random, self, story 47 Comments »
There was a day when love meant an open heart, eying and wooing the hearts wild then forgetting all about the flirtatious moments for the joy of moving on and experiencing youth. Then came a time to experience something people state as love no matter if it does not dwell in the heart like that. And then the discovery dawned that there is no such thing as love just infatuations, expectations and vested interests, tall claims, lies and judgements leaving one disillusioned, bereaved and wrecked and incapable of trusting anyone in the name of love. once out of these emotions one still delves in search of something to tame the ravenous longing building deep inside, starved and famished. and i had met self love… could not survive for long for the frivolity of its nature. A person feeding on self love is as lonely as the one who loves a remote, cold beloved.
Had to find an object of love, even worse cast one if there is none. Finally I manged to find one. The One that is bound to be found when all other idols have been broken and illusions shed. It is amazing that He does not ask for a perfect love.. a mean, weak and polluted love is acceptable to Him. He doesn’t want false or true promises and woos on the part of the lover nor the gifts. neither do the lover is seeking for a morning kiss every time the sun rises on her face, nor is she seeking the epitomized love slogan I-love-you. all the time. This much suffices for her as an assurance from the Beloved that each time she loses faith she can rekindle the spark of love in the dark of hopelessness and be content that she is still able to love Him back because He loves her alright.
and thats all one needs to live the life .. too much of everything is also very bad ..
nice , small and regualr doses of love do the trick
good luck
yeah true that Bik
This kind of love is the most perfect. When he loves us unconditionally, and we are able to give him back the same. And although he can’t hug us or kiss us, we can feel his presence. And his love.
I’m talkig about God. I hope, that you too
spot on Sabi dear
n yes i agree 
I think that adoration and wanting is something
rather special, I was thinking about what you wrote…
‘A Mean, Weak and Polluted Love is Acceptable to Him’…
I don’t really understand that concept as she is not really
polluted is she? just because of another time, where that
realness of loving has departed somewhat, the inner self,
the heart that yearns a loving touch is still intact. That in
depth wanting is forever locked within, just waiting to be
released by another, and even if that someone loves her
then he still should show it with a deeper affection, kisses
and cuddles, and the words spoken of ‘I Love You’ are
always treasured… She / He / Both
I have probably misunderstood this one and if I have then
I apologise to you Mahlaqa as it is a very good posting that
gives one food for thought, I just hope that when I tasted it
that I have understood your meaning…
As Sabina has already mentioned God, it could be that
line of thought… Howver I saw something different, but
then that is what these postings are all about, generating
many different thoughts and ideas, like poetry, where a
reader can find different meanings within the lines…
Have a lovely Thursday
Androgoth XXx
hey Andro
but then i agree that love is never really polluted because it serves a bigger purpose, it purgates like none other. n yes one always wants to be reciprocated well in love even by Him 
first of all i so appreciate ur in depth review of the post. and yes it was about the perfect Beloved God as we all know Him to be
i thankyou again for ur very nice comment
keep safe n wicked
This was beautiful, Mahlaqa. Whenever someone hurts me, I suddenly start realizing that there is someone who consoles me and I soon start feeling relieved. This is how my belief in Allah grows stronger.
yes u r right Humayun and i m very glad to see you. how have u been??
I am good Mahlaqa. Everything is fine. Working on a fellowship these days. And I don’t blog these days at all
yeah.. i m also planning to not to blog anymore
No, you should not stop blogging, Mahlaqa. You are such a wonderful writer.
He – is surely my ever Great Companion my Friend….
Where the humans forget to stay sincere – Allah holds me protects me loves me and I am always assured He will Keep on Loving me no matter what I become tmro no matter what happens….He will always be mine
People jus tamper with love dese days – changing over time. But the thing about Allah is, His word His love doesnt change !
or maybe becoming jus more mad
madness is all that we need khanum, no??
True ! yup : )
we’re neva gona survive unless we getta a lil “healthy’ crazy !
hai na
Reminds me of the note written by Mufti Atiqur Rehman Shaheed right before he died ,,,, it had a Verse from a peom of Khawaja Sahab
ہر تمنا دل سے رخصت ہو گئی
اب تو آجا اب تو خلوت ہو گئی
wow beautiful beautiful verses.. loved it. n welcome to my humble space
Here , Found it .
http://i.minus.com/irvzVlQfmYNe9.jpg
JazakAllah khair it brought tears to my heart and soul..
because He loves her alright.
This line got struck in my head. You are good as always
true
thankyou you two
n yes its an assurance if u keep loving Him.. He is loving you alright n not returning the favor 
Have a lovely rest of weekend Mahlaqa
Androgoth XXx
u too dear
Beautiful as always
An awesome love letter to good God– certainly, he’ll never leave us nor forsake us. Lucky you Mahlaqa, that your longing to belong grew into God’s love.
thankyou for ur kind words Adnan
His spirit is my spirit and my spirit is His spirit;
Let Him desire, and I desire—let me desire, He desires!
twisted ‘eh
O.o
His spirit is my spirit and my spirit is His spirit;
Let Him desire, and I desire—let me desire, He desires!
———
Somehow good !!!
Isn’t it that we as humans just want to be felt important by somone;be it our beloved or God. Either way, a human mind seeks ‘meaning’, a reason to live.
first of all welcome to this small crazy space of mine.
thankyou for dropping by 
second of all, yes we do want to feel important… and well it just depends who the beloved is, to make us feel all worthwhile and give a reason to keep breathing..
Random. So random
Nice.
hi tauqeer long time.. how are you?? n thanks
I am good thanks!
I am just calling by to wish you a
wondrously nice evening Mahlaqa
You could do with a guestbook here
so that peeps can call in and so keep
your postings on topic, instead of the
various well wishes etc being placed
on your posts
Androgoth XXx
hmm not a bad idea but u r welcome anyways
Duno doesn’t seem all that random to me
may be..
Hey I hope that you are enjoying
your evening of wickedness?
I will be calling back again soon
my great friend but in the meantime
don’t forget to be naughty okay
Androgoth XXx
yeah sure and sorry for not having been able to peek in ur space since long.. will do so soon.