[This post might seem awkward or odd or random for some of you. But I don’t care because it is something that is on my mind.] What is love? No-- don’t get me wrong. I genuinely love my parents and my friends so much. They mean so much to me and I don’t know where I would be without them [well I kinda do know where I would be without my parents, not born of course]. And I completely understand and love my Creator [Allah; God] and the Prophet Muhammad (may peace and blessings be upon him) [the last of our many Prophets]. But [sadly] I am talking about the other kind of love. The love that our parents have for one another and that I [perhaps] will possibly have for someone. I just don’t get it. I don’t know what it is. How do I possibly love someone other than the above. As everyone knows, all I talk about is marriage. But I don’t know! When the day really comes when my moms like “Ok Bella, It’s time for us to find you a guy” OR “Is there someone you are interested in that is a doctor or engineer and a good Muslim and has a good family and we will like too??” I don’t know if I could do it. It might seem foolish to talk about but it confuses me.
The reason this came to my mind is because I was on face book..stalking a few white girls [no hard feelings..white people rock], one in particular. I know she broke up with her boyfriend recently but I was reading their past wall-to-walls and she is all like “I love you blah blah blah blah blah.” And I also know she dated someone else three years ago, and thanks to my part time job as a stalker, I remember her telling him the same things [but on MySpace]. That just got me to wonder. I thought love was a big deal. How can you love so many guys? I thought it was a strong feeling? I thought it was something special? I thought it just happens once. But I guess I just don't know what it is--that kind of love. Apparently, Miss White Girl does though. I should ask her.
The love I have for God, is indescribable. He is my Creator and He is the only know who knows me or anyone else and no matter how much I pray or worship Him [in anyway], I still know it is not enough and he deserves to be worshiped so much more and so much better [if that makes any sense]. And then there is the love for my parents. That, compared to the love of Allah, can be measured [I think..is that wrong for me to think]. I just mean, yes my parents brought me into this world and they work so I can live a great life and they raised me to be a smart girl and a good Muslim and a good person and yeah. I can show this. All I need to do is treat them well and follow everything [well mostly] they taught me and they will be happy with me. That’s pretty much it. Then there are my friends. Kinda the same as parents but a little more complicated. You have to try more to keep this relationship going because I think its harder to please your friends than it is to please your parents [you might disagree at first but if you think about it then you will know I am right..I always am]. But still, it can be done. All I need to do is listen to them and have them listen to me. Hang out and have a good time and keep my promises and be loyal. That’s not much. Ok, I am kinda off topic now. I was talking about love. Oh yeah. Love. Yeah. I love my friends because they bring out the best in me and I enjoy their company and I trust them completely and yeah. Then there is the other dude. How do you love someone--planned? By planned I mean, you need to get married [or want to] and then there is a guy and you gotta love him. The love for God is not planned, its natural [as is the love for my parents and friends]. I dunno. I think if all guys were like Edward Cullen [or Chris Brown] then it would be so easy to fall in love. Every girl would be a Bella or a Cinderella under her umbrella. I guess once I get married or something it’ll just be the same as loving my friends and my parents. I guess. So I guess I just answered my own question. I just don’t like boys. That’s simply it. Ok bye.
Yours for the sake of Peace, Love and Brotherhood,