why to smile if someone hates you..

My friend says “she hates him”

“Hatred” an interesting thing which is hovering in my mind since then. The origin of detest has to be something miraculous. There are two kinds of reactions generally, one is I like it and other is I don’t like it. “I hate it” is a strong remark which leave bunch of queries in mind.
Usually we accustomed to indifferent towards the anonymous. We can not like them but we can’t just hate. The hate indicates your relation with the person in a sublime way.

I believe that love is omnipresent. Happiness and grief, day and night, good and bad are not opposite to each other rather complementary to each other. Each one is incomplete without the other as a man and woman, yin and yang. Hence I reached on the conclusion that the foundation of hate must be vehement love. Although to understand love is as obscure as the other mystic phenomenon of nature like death. I’ve discovered that this divine feeling has managed to maintain its reverence and enigmatic aura which is bested by the strongest magnetic force of attraction. It manifests itself in various forms. When it is mother’s love called compassion, for friend’s it is affection, for elders the same love transforms into respect and younger become adorable because of this love.

I would like to mention here beautiful lines which I encountered while leafing through a book “God Loves Fun”

When a bud breaks, it becomes a flower. When a heart breaks it becomes divine. A flower can not break. What breaks is bud. And it breaks for good. What you thought was love, was not love. In true love there is no heartbreak. A broken heart means broken demands, broken expectations, and broken hopes.

How can a love break? Love can not break. Can water break? Water is a fluid. Love is fluid. Whatever is fluid is not brittle. Something that is stiff is brittle. It can be broken.”

It created a scintillating effect in my mind. The whole idea, the whole concept I had about love is changed within seconds. We are the sole responsible for our hate towards anyone. The time one stops to behave according to our expectations, the time one become rebel to our prejudices, the time when one rejects us firmly and the time when one become brutally honest for us, the hatred starts making its colony on the stratum our love.

We are obstinate to deal with our inner conflicts. We refuse to accept our love for the person and stringent to flourish it in a positive way. We start hunting for something negative which can complacent us with so called specious reasons. And from here the birth of ‘hate’ takes place. Needless to say the root of hate is love of course, something very pure and reverent. Our resentment to admit leads us to throw a comment such as “I hate him”

So from the next time if anyone says that he or she hates you, don’t feel bad. Just smile and be grateful for the love they nurture for you deep inside them.

Life is much more than we can see with our eyes. Words have much more meanings than we can hear with our ears and feelings have much more to reveal than we can perceive with our intellect. :)



Comments

Anonymous said…
Indifference is much better than Hatred. I am Indifferent. Hatred means that Love still exists somewhere ... but it doesnt. It died long ago. Just thought you should know. All the best in life.
Rimjhim said…
Hello anonymous...

When we have taken birth we were suppose to share a kind of relationship with each and everything whether its a flower, an animal,a tree, the whole nature, the person sitting right beside us and the person staying far away from us, the sun, the moon everything. Humans choose to be indifferent because they were not able to confront the harsh realities. If u are not able to like someone its completely your own problem :) well, U can be indifferent but u r not suppose to for each of us sharing the same air, the same land and the same beautiful world moreover when we are here for countable years we should learn to love everything :)

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