The heart has it’s reasons which reason does not know

Blaise Pascal

A nice statement given by Blaise Pascal and I hope that I would understand it the way it should be understood. Here the word “reason” has two meanings : in the first part of the sentence “reason” means a cause, intention, in the second part “reason” means rationally, common sense, logical thinking. Heart is symbolic of emotions, feeling, and attachment. It has its own reasoning which the mind may not approve of, probably because it lacks the evidences or arguments that prove it to be right. The reason for it is simple when faced with a situation; our heart pulls us to one direction and the mind to the other. We don’t know which way to go, this give rise to a conflict that interferes with our ability to think rationally. There is no direction, just a dead point. We feel lost and our mind stops working, stops thinking and then we become totally dependent on what our heart tells. We commonly come across people saying “I don’t know why but I feel its wrong”, “I don’t have a reason for it but my heart tells me it’s not right”. It’s just a feeling and more often we go by it. 

The heart says that you are incomplete without the girl you love, that you want to be with her always, but the mind says that if the girl doesn’t want so, you may have to live incompetence all your life, and that life still have to move on. The heart wishes that time stops, that you could undo what you did, that you should have never fallen in love, the mind knows it’s too late. But the heart is unreasonable isn’t it?

It may sound quite convenient but let face it, it’s not all that easy, because mostly people listening to their hearts are categorically labeled as emotional fools by the world. They are often considered as sentimental or mindless.

There are no concrete rules to life, but what we know is that life is a summation of all our choices. The difference lies in how those choices are made, on the basis of mind or heart. The heart makes us do things that are far from logical thinking, but the pleasure that is derived from fallowing the heart is immeasurable.

I wish that I should listen to my heart for the rest of my life.