A woman in love creates the man

” A woman needs somebody who can dream for her, and a man needs somebody who can become a home for him “

Have you noticed a woman without love and then one in love? They smell different; they actually smell different; their fragrance is different. When a woman is alone she has sadness all around her: depressed, lonely, forlorn, in despair, just anxiety. The moment she fall in love she starts blooming, something immediately opens up; then she has beauty !

A woman not in love shrinks, closes up; she starts living in a shut-upness. She closes the doors and the windows. There is nobody to wait for, so why keep the windows open or the door open? she starts living in a kind of grave; she is no longer alive. She starts dying, she becomes suicidal. Just mathematics, just arithmatic, just sanity is not enough; some dance is needed to keep balance.

A man alone looks lost; he does not know who he is. Unless he sees himself in the eye of a loving woman, he will never know who he is.

The woman gives him form, substance; makes him aware who he is. By her love she creates the man. It is not only that you are created by your mother in womb; you are created by each woman whenever you fall in love. Whenever you fall in love the woman gives you shape, color, polish, she makes you Human.

Otherwise, man will be very very barbarous, violent, aggressive, uncaring, uncompassionate.