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Loving love…

Unapologeticallyyourstruly
6 min readJan 31, 2025

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and staying undefeated.

I think I first read it in one of Mo Gawdat’s books though the Hindu scriptures have been speaking about it since time immemorial; that life is a continuum. It is only the time we have on Earth that is visceral to us, however our life exists before we are born and will do so after we are gone. A layman however perceives life as that small cross-section of time of roughly about a century of his physical being.

What poems call eternal love i.e to love someone in this world and beyond is just ethereal love in the literal sense; love separated by time. We all meet our departed loved ones again in an other realm, a little ahead in the continuum, but only after our time here on Earth.

Mo was speaking with respect to the loss of his only son.

If you take the example of my mother and I, I do not necessarily interact much with her even when we stay under the same roof, specially if I am engrossed. In fact, I insist that she leave me alone most of the times. However, I want her presence in the house. I could very well like someone staying thousands of miles away and be content being aware of their presence in my life. Presence, not proximity gives me that ethereal…

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Unapologeticallyyourstruly
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Pathologically curious, I say it like I see it.

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