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Marriage: The ultimate acceptance

I feel marriage is the ultimate acceptance of a person, with all his/her emotions, dilemmas, habits, beliefs and other such idiosyncrasies apart from their physical attributes. How can you accept a person so completely without the feeling called love? What will become if there is no such acceptance within a marriage? How can people live with each other just as a formality or out of long practice?
Isn't this when tempers flare, patience and tolerance lessen?
I was thinking of all this on my way home in the bus some days ago when I happened to glance out of the window. I saw a sight that always makes me smile: An aged man in his 80s was helping his aged wife to climb down the stairs of a building, holding her hand and her bag in other hand. It is a sight which always makes me think -- about what a strange feeling love is which never diminishes with age, outer influences and time; about how even if forgotten for years, it can be rekindled with a single glance and touch. I am glad that I am in love and have accepted the person whom I am going to spend my life with.

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  1. Its true......
    :)
    ..........................

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  2. Yep, you've got to be glad to be in Love ... for, that's the only universal manifestation of the God, that is Goodness ... too good if you can find it & have it in marriage forever !
    ... Wisdom of the real world suggests that, getting married is just an event, and, marriage is just an institution of convenience only humans have invented, not necessarily proven to be the best that serves the original intent of living happily ever after in Love ...
    Reason? more often than not the institution of marriage, like every other needs of humans institutionalized, doesn't care for preserving & nurturing individual's freedom to let the being naturally flowering to its full potential - that's when you know that its not Love!
    Its the lack of awareness & appreciation of that absolute need which is manifested in the suppression we see all around ... resulting in intolerance, hatred, violence & wars ... Love, the almighty, missing in action!
    Love that is God is absolute & universal, and can't be just about only one person, principle, event or institution - there lies the dichotomy of the Love one seeks & being in love with a person & assuming one will find it & have it forever in an institution ...

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  3. You may find more insights about Love & Marriage from two acknowledged masters of this age viz., Osho & JK from their official online libraries -

    http://www.osho.com/library/library-search.aspx

    http://www.jkrishnamurti.org/index.php

    wish every boy/girl, man/woman discover the wisdom ... sooner or later :)

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