Fear

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Ever thought what fear is? I learn, it is something that makes one respect. If someone is not afraid of something, the person has extreme likeability of disobeying and causing hurt, and then justify it as 'freedom'. Sometime it occurs that love makes one respect things and people, but don't you think it actually is fear of loosing that makes one behave?

Or probably love, in itself, is a kind of fear, simply because we choose to bear for someone else's sake and then we like it and we suddenly don't want to loose it (afraid)! We are just obsessed to be with people, no matter what. Or probably it is that we have jeopardised definition of respect and simply mean that not disobeying someone (even in case they are wrong) is respect. This again brood out from the habit of being afraid of annoying someone.

Now I am left with no choice but to believe that an involuntary sense of fear (not that something wrong will happen to us, but something wrong should not happen to anyone around and anonymous thought, 'none should be lost') grips us most of the time and, if we let it, it for sure does us good by calming us down, killing our impulsive side and providing us near peace-effects. At least in my case I turn more open to my creative side, more forgiving,more unassuming, more open, more determined, more fulfilled...