In fact a mature person does not fall in love, he rises in
love. The world ‘fall’ is not right. Only immature people fall, they stumble
and fall down in love.
Somehow they were managing and standing. They cannot manage
and they cannot stand - - they find a woman and they are gone, they find man
and they are gone.
They were always ready to fall on the ground and to creep.
They don’t have the backbone, the spine ; they don’t have that integrity to
stand alone.
A mature person has the integrity to be alone. And when a
mature person gives love, he gives
without any strings attached to it ; he simply gives.
And when a mature person gives love, he feels grateful that
you have accepted his love, not vice versa.
He does not expect you to be thankful for it – no, not at
all, he does not even need your thanks. He thanks you for accepting his love.
And when two mature persons are in love, one of the greatest
paradoxes of life happens, one of the
most beautiful phenomena: they are together and yet tremendously alone; they
are together so much so that they are almost one.
But their oneness does not destroy their individuality, in
fact, it enhances it; they become more individual.
Two mature persons in love help each other to become more
free.
There is no politics involved, no diplomacy, no effort to
dominate. How can you dominate the person you love? Just think over it.
Domination is a sort of hatred, anger, enmity.
How can you think of dominating a person you love? You would
love to see the person totally free, independent; you will give him more
individuality.
That’s why I call is the greatest paradox; they are together
so much so that they are almost one, but still in that oneness they are
individuals. Their individualities are not effaced – they have become more
enhanced. The other has enriched them as far as their freedom is concerned.
Immature people falling in love destroy each other’s
freedom, create a bondage, make a prison. Mature person in love help each other
to be free; they help each other to destroy all sorts of bondages. And when love flow with freedom there is beauty. When love
flows with dependence there is ugliness.
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