“MP woman googles how to commit murder, kills husband with lover’s help” - an article title in the newspaper page. Without taking the newspaper from the tea-table, I read it aloud enough for my friend to hear it while we both were sitting on the sofa for our evening cup of tea.
“How could a heart full of love kill someone?”, I asked.
He smiled. “She killed her husband and not the one she loves”, and he continued, “I think you are attaching divinity to love and hence your question.”
A little pause and my perplexed face let him continue.
“Love is a tool. It is just another emotional weapon like fear, like humility. There is no rule that dictates the way it must be used. Politicians use it. Religious leaders use it. Nations use it. Your neighbours use it. Your own family members use it. You may be aware a few and might not know about a few. That is the nature of it. In fact, love is one of the oldest weapons that stays unchanged for this long and possibly forever. You can use it for a good cause or for a bad cause. It is up to you.”
I felt he was wrong. “I disagree. Love is special. It cannot be used for unethical matters.”, I uttered.
He laughed. “Buddy, nothing is special in this world! It is just an illusion. We are comfortable in believing something as special. Learn history, read books, watch movies, follow the news, and they all got references to the destruction done in the name of love. Of course, a few good ones too. All are real, real world samples. So keep it simple. Love is just another thing, and we can learn to use it wisely.”
I was a bit upset and I didn’t want to continue. “If love is a tool, I prefer rather to destroy it than let it exist with other tools.”
Pointing at the paper cup, he said, “Even this tea-cup is bad in a way, but that is okay, you may fix it for you by not using it, but you can’t fix for the world without triggering something else at least as bad as the original. We can and have to live with the evils, so-called evils, as they/you are part of this world.”
I started sipping the remaining cup of tea, quietly!
Beyond your imagination
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