"The Western 'love' concept, you take it apart, it really is lust. But love transcends just the physical. Love is disposition, behavior, attitude, thoughts, likes, dislikes--these things make a beautiful woman, a beautiful wife. This is the beauty that never fades. You find in your Western civilization that when a man's wife's physical beauty fails, she loses her attraction. But Islam teaches us to look into the woman, and teaches her to look into us," (Haley 237).
Wow, this quote really hit me. Although it is only a small section of the book, i find it incredible. This book has legit everything; drugs, racism, religion, segregation vs. separation, powerful insights to other cultures, powerful insights to other races, and love. in just a paragraph or two, Malcolm X is able to grasp the real meaning of love. The real meaning of love is truly what Malcolm suggest. Love is accepting the flaws the other person has and looking into their heart to learn about them on a more deeper level.
My mom and dad have been married for 25 years and they still look at each other with all the love in the world. My mom used to be very very skinny, but lately she has been struggling with her weight. she never seems satisfied with how much she weighs, although everyone else thinks that she looks great the way she is (and we don't say she looks good to make her feel better, my mom is a really attractive lady). Anyways, my point is that while other men watch their wives gain a few pounds over the years, they may look at them differently, be less attracted to their physical appearance, and make not so nice comments about things their wives are self-conscience about. However, my dad is constantly telling my mom how beautiful she is, how great she looks, and he is always commenting on the small things she does to herself; things most men probably don't acknowledge. My mom knows that after a long day of work, my dad is always looking forward to her home cooked meals. My mom, no matter how tired she is, always manages to whip together something delicious for my dad; and to me that is what the meaning of love is. My parents understand each other; they know who they are as a person, their likes and dislikes, and they both can sense when the other is frustrated or mad. Most importantly, they know when to be there for each other, and they know when to give each other their room. My parents have taught me the meaning of love just by the way they act when they are together. My dad still sees the same woman he fell in love with in high school and my mom still sees the high school hockey star she fell in love with; they didn't fall in love with each others appearances, but who they were on the inside.
I know it is a silly comparison, but take the children's movie Beauty and the Beast. The Beast is really a prince trapped inside this Beast because he was arrogant to love. He did not know how to love. However, to break the spell, he must learn to love and be loved by another person. Belle becomes trapped inside the Beasts castle in replace of her father and in the begging, Belle could not fall in love with the beast because she viewed him simply as a monster. However, the movie takes a turn and Belle is able to learn to love the person inside the "monster". Belle not only taught the Beast (or the prince trapped inside this monster's body) the meaning of love, but Belle was able to look past the Beast's outside appearance and learn who he was on the inside. Belle was able to see the true "prince" that was trapped inside this monster's body. Love is only powerful when it teaches people to look past the flaws of people and accept them for who they are on a more deeper level.