I was walking past an open space near my office building when I saw an Indian lady, spoonfeeding the man next to her.
She had the most peaceful and contented look on her face. To be able to care for someone does wonder to oneself. The man was smiling, and quite aware that they were making heads turn with what they were doing. But still, he obliged. Taking in a mouthful, after mouthful. In between, he was speaking gently to her. Perhaps complimenting her for the food, which came in a tiffin which suggested it was home-cooked. With love and tenderness, I'd bet. What a lovely sight, I said to myself.
The man, from the way he's dressed, looked like a construction worker who might be working at one of the sites nearby. I don't think they are both from Singapore. India? Sri Lanka? Perhaps.
Just goes to show, true love can easily be expressed. From the couple I just saw, to a parent who kiss a child before he leaves for school. To willingly depriving yourself that last piece of chocolate so that the other person may have it. To quietly cleaning up after your spouse who leaves a trail of dirty clothes in the room.
You don't need a lot of money to do so. You just need time and effort. And love.
What is your definition?
4 comments:
love, to me doesn't have to be verbally expressed or expressed through commercial means. at least not all of the time.
it just wouldn't be honest. like you're being forced to churn something out.
I'm not sure I have a definition per se although, having grown up in the US, the traditional wedding vow strikes me as just as good a definition as any other: "to have and to hold, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part."
I agree with Ronin that love doesn't necessarily need to be expressed, although that helps too. A couple years ago I came down with dengue and for about a day and a half I was very much out of it; in fact there was a time when I thought I might die. However, I still had enough wits about me to realize how much love Milady had for me as she nursed me back to health (especially that first night of illness).
It's funny how you begin to realise how much love your partner/spouse has for you when he/she nurses you back to health? Everytime I'm sick, a back rub or a cuddle would never fail to make me feel better. And the husband on the rare occasion that he falls sick, likes to be pampered as well. Sigh.
I think love needs to be expressed. Not through a diamond ring (although that would be nice, too!) but through words and deeds.
When you give without expecting anything back. That, in my mind, is true love, guys.
gotta agree with the "nursing you back to health" bit.
chicky has been giving me back massages every night since i injured it.
it's great. everytime a bone or muscle clicks back into place, i feel more lo-lo-love. heh heh.
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