Niles West 2011-12 [File Name]

[Name] Nashiha Alam 9/15/11 Hanson period 8 College prep Honors Love; its not so clich after all

A chain is a bond that holds two or more thing together. In a way, love does the same. There is no person who will ever be sure what the exact definition of love is; there are multiple interpretations. As human beings, our minds develop a certain affection for something or someone that we have observed in our lives. We feel as though we cannot live without that and so when it leaves our lives, we feel incomplete and lost. Love can link two people, like a chain, strong and resilient but does not limit the other joys and emotions of life. Only tragic love can show the depth of feelings. The stronger love is, the more tragic it is. The length of life is measured not in quantity of pages from calendar. It is measured in quantity of events and memories. Love is one of the most important memories we have. Life without love is a chain of dull days, months and years. There are problems, which we cannot solve; we can solve them only partially, although millions of people think constantly about those problems in their hard moments of life. Those eternal problems are about sense of life, about the aim in life, religion, personality, death and love. Some indescribable feeling escapes from us all the time. We are trying to understand it. We ask questions and look for answers. Love is one of such questions. We understand what love is only when we love. We lose understanding of this feeling, when we stop loving somebody. From here are our eternal talks about love and our inability to understand it. When you love somebody, you feel emotions when these emotions vary from suffering to adoration; the so-called intensity of love becomes stronger. When my mother and father married each other, they realized that they had only known each other for a few years, but would have to spend the rest of their lives together. This bittersweet reality scares many out of the idea of marriage. It is a beautiful thing, its a journey two go through to support, care for and know each other. Marriage is one of the preliminary steps to getting to know your spouse. There is nothing wrong with realizing that you never loved one you married; marriage certificates are only procedural forms you must fill out in this society. However, the true marriage is when there is a mutual realization that the person you have chosen is the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. My father was the chief executive at a big tea company in Bangladesh. My mother was a young woman who always dreamed of traveling to far distances with my father. Her biggest fascination was America. She had always dreamt of living there, and according to my father, she never stopped dreaming. My mother wanted my sister and I tyo have the best education, and my father loved us
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Niles West 2011-12 [File Name] [Name] enough to give his entire life up for us. Just like that, my father quit his big time luxurious job and headed to America to fulfill my mothers dreams. In 1990, a year before they moved, my sister was born, giving my father double incentive to head here. My father worked as a delivery boy for Pizza Hut, and my family soon realized that the American Dream was a myth. He had a difficult time adjusting from servants removing his shoes for him to delivering pizzas on a Sunday night given no tip. My father had no regrets though. He knew he loved my mother, and he knew my mother loved him, and that was all incentive he needed for the tribulations he went through. My father soon realized he would have to start over go to college all over again, and start from scratch, in other words, beginning salaries. My family moved to Canada and my father went to community college, transferring to York University. Now hes an aerospace engineer, or a rocket scientist. My father would rather live in the slums than live a luxurious life. The first paycheck my father received, he took to the local Macys. He bought my mother a very expensive Rado watch, something that my mother will always treasure. Although my parents truly have always loved each other, they are quite the classic old bickering married couple. They laugh, they yell, they embrace, they cry, but I know that all these actions are a representation of the love they show for each other. My mother and father sometimes slip out the words I hate you, but I know their feelings are strong for each other, and although they may hate each other at times, they will always love each other more. Even today, my parents show distress towards each other. Sometimes they even tell each other their lives would be better without each other. This, however, just justifies that they have one of the strongest bonds I have ever seen. The phrase I love you is a taboo in our family. I think this is because my parents want us to know that this will always love us more than in words they can say. Words can never say more than what you mean, and feelings can never expressed in three words, much less in any language. My father loved my mother enough to give his entire life up for her. He knew that she was enough to go through the pains of working night shifts at Pizza Hut and going through extra years of college, in a language he hardly spoke. Love is something everyone falls in, and although every teenager claims to be in love, its impractical. Love can be long lasting, but love grows. It develops over time and experience. Love can be measure with risks that one takes for the other. The chain that love is, is represented by the love that my father had for my family. The chain linked him to many opportunities, and his future. My future was linked to my parents love. Love links people to their futures, and my future was independently dependent on the love my father acted on.