Togetherness and Separation

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Some days ago, I read a beautiful quote 'Airports have seen more sincere kisses than wedding halls and hospitals have heard more prayers than churches.' 

Indeed this was so true. The mere thought of getting separated from your loved ones sends a chill down your spine. On Airports and similar places like that, people bid goodbye to their loved ones but internally they feel emotional. They want to postpone their farewell. Similarly, hospitals have seen so many people die and so many people pray for the betterment of their loved ones. 

The entire human life is based on attachment to the others. We have blood relations and other relations. We have friends and a life partner. It is the beauty of human life to form relationships with people that last a lifetime. A true affection between two or more people based on unconditional love. This love is so difficult to find these days when technology has made the world small but indeed it has deteriorated human relations.

There is so much of difference between togetherness and separation. We don't understand the importance of a thing until it is taken away from us. A similar thing happens when people get separated. At that very moment, they realize the importance of each other and the feeling of living together. 

Whenever I go to my home for some time, I get excited about the prospect of meeting my mom and family. But when days are near and I have to return to my hostel, I get a bit emotional. But then I know I have to support my family financially and with that I convince myself that I will return to my dear place after some days once again.

Love is indeed the biggest virtue on the planet. Forming true and honest relations with real people will benefit you in the long run. 


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