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Receiving

Some of us are Givers
Some of us are Takers
Some of us suck at Giving
Some of us suck at Receiving

The fact that one can't be a Giver is ok.
But the fact that one can't be a Taker is a little tough to understand.

Shouldn't Receiving be easier than Giving?
I mean, one has to do nothing.
Just receive for crying out aloud.

Just stand still and be showered with Love.
Just sit down and be Cared for!

It does not hurt, I promise!
By a baby's tiny bum I swear!
Being loved or cared for doesn't harm you.

Be at a deluge of love,
Or a drizzle of care,
Take it!

What if the Giver ceases to exist and can Love you no more,
What if the only care you get is from across the worlds?
Wont you miss the Love and Care?
Wont you miss whatever you could have got?

So stretch out your hands now,
Feel the rain of love and care,
Clutch the raindrops in your palm,
You never know when these drops will dry up,
Hoard the feel of these drops,
Remember their caress on your palms,
Feel the warmth,
Save these memories for when you have no Love any more.
But Receive whatever you can now.




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