I'm not a big fan of authoritarian type of relationships in which one feels like having some sort of supremacy over the other and the other feels like a subjugated object that is compelled to meet the needs of the former. Though in its most natural course, marriage is only supposed to be a direct consequence of love, very often it happens that such a sacred relationship faces an immense energy imbalance. This is not just the case of marriages but also in all other spectrums of human relationships. When love is not the stirring force, then the lustre is lost. Friction arises, tensions grow, constrictions are felt and experienced in the hearts, as if the souls are being strangled, followed by it will be much pretence, and then the destruction is complete when lies, treachery and betrayal creeps in after which what remains in the end is nothing but a name, an outer cover while at its core the relationship is nothing but a rotting affair. But ideally what happens when there's nothing other than pure love connecting two souls? They'll meet in the most unexpected manner and yet at its most perfect timing almost like a mind-shattering miracle beyond any rational explanation, their exchanges will be so full of life that it will feel as if a song is taking birth - one becoming the rhythm and the other blending in with the lyrics, there will be a soul dance in unison with the flow in the universe, and it will be as though everything is falling in its right place, everything making perfect sense, time lost count of, world around forgotten, immersed in the moment, bliss experienced in every cell of their being, deeply content, fully grasping each other to their roots, experiencing the ecstasy that's beyond any words. That's how the human interaction is originally supposed to be, a melodious play between the hearts solely and completely triggered and accelerated by love and love alone, in the absence of which we wouldn't even experience the true meaning of life itself, we would be just some dead objects that are moving with no purpose. What could be a better way to sum it up than with the words of Rumi:
'With passion pray. With passion make love. With passion eat and drink and dance and play. Why look like a dead fish in this ocean of God!'
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