Pampering weakens you. Love creates you.

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             ~~He is not that into you~~[movie name]


It seems, ‘the need to be pampered’, rather than ‘the need to be loved’, is the greatest craving. What’s the difference? To a lot of people, being loved means their loved ones should always be soft with them, always agree with what they say, never complain or criticise, never push them beyond their comfort zones … basically leave them as they are, and not show any signs of wanting to change them. Pampering is - love me only the way I want to be loved.
Love is not love that pampers. Love is love that makes a difference. Pampering weakens you. Love creates you.
No man is perfect. There is endless scope to improve. Except those who love you, no one else cares about whether you improve or not. In the name of tolerance, pampering will leave you with your imperfections. Even at the cost of hurting your ego, love will give you feedback to make a difference to you. Pampering works on your ego. Love works on you.
No man can always be right. In the name of acceptance, pampering will make what’s not okay look okay. Love will act as a mirror and reflect you to you - not as you want to be seen, but as you truly are. Pampering is a mere façade, wanting to appear nice. Love will take the risk of being mistaken and yet be a constructive critic.
The motivation levels of most people are low. You need someone or something outside of you to push you. Pampering will sinfully leave you in your low-performing, comfort zone. Love will even dare to risk the friendship to create the friend. To demand - ‘Give more of yourself to life’ is an intense expression of love. You cannot be left as you are. That which does not change does not grow. The call to awaken one from his slumber is pure, classic love.
Pampering is like boozing. It gives you a joyful evening, but nothing about you will change. Love is like meditation. It may seem like nothing is happening and yet everything about you will change. Crave to be loved and to be created, and not to be pampered and allowed to stagnate.
Oh my beloved! I say to you, “My love may not come to you in the packaging you want. However, my love serves a purpose. It will create you. 


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