Today I had a thought... do we as humans love pain? we certainly find a lot of meaning and sense in it. It is believed that great music comes from great pain, the greatest painters and artists had some pain in life, writers and poets suffer immensely before great works are created. So is it really pain that keeps us going? Great romance looks for pain, is that why when things are going smoothly we wonder when its going to change and reality will start.
As a child I was always told that once you grow up you will value life and value the real world. Now that I have grown up, I realise the basic difference between childhood and adulthood is that as a child I used to run away from pain and now I romanticise it:) Isnt there something so romantic about pain? It must be because everywhere I look I see people trying to embrace it happily. There's something very real about pain, something that makes things it touches real. Everyone wishes for a happy ending but not much is said about a happy life. Not much is written about a happy journey, its valued lesser than a happy ending.
So what is so romantic about pain? Is it the the unexplained emotions that brings out who we truly are? When a person is happy he/she is at their best self. He/she is smiling, positive and carries the vibe of joy which makes everything and everyone around them happy as well. But sadness is a whole different game. It can bring out the best in us or expose our weakest self. All dark emotions like jealously, envy, revenge, hatred have a hint of sadness in it. Is that why pain is so powerful? I am still to meet an artist, a writer, painter, musician who has not had a painful chapter in their story. There seems to be a connection between pain and romance and a bond between reality and pain.
The romance of pain is an intriguing concept. It makes me wonder whether pain is what binds us together because if there was no pain there would be no true identity.
As a child I was always told that once you grow up you will value life and value the real world. Now that I have grown up, I realise the basic difference between childhood and adulthood is that as a child I used to run away from pain and now I romanticise it:) Isnt there something so romantic about pain? It must be because everywhere I look I see people trying to embrace it happily. There's something very real about pain, something that makes things it touches real. Everyone wishes for a happy ending but not much is said about a happy life. Not much is written about a happy journey, its valued lesser than a happy ending.
So what is so romantic about pain? Is it the the unexplained emotions that brings out who we truly are? When a person is happy he/she is at their best self. He/she is smiling, positive and carries the vibe of joy which makes everything and everyone around them happy as well. But sadness is a whole different game. It can bring out the best in us or expose our weakest self. All dark emotions like jealously, envy, revenge, hatred have a hint of sadness in it. Is that why pain is so powerful? I am still to meet an artist, a writer, painter, musician who has not had a painful chapter in their story. There seems to be a connection between pain and romance and a bond between reality and pain.
The romance of pain is an intriguing concept. It makes me wonder whether pain is what binds us together because if there was no pain there would be no true identity.
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