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Saturday, October 13, 2007

LOVE… What’s mean by it!

I can remember a stanza from Sandeep Khare’s poem that is Prem He Prem Aasat, Tumach Aamch Sem Aasat. I am not a die heart Sandeep’s fan but still I can dare to stretch my ear with lot of patience to his some eternal creations. His wards carry sea of meanings. Each ward has relevant smell. When I gradually make my mind to approach this subject, I remain empty handed with chunk of ides in my mind those could not come down easily. What should I write down? Which kind of dilemma is this? Lot of writers and enthusiastic poets have written their ideas, feeling relevant to LOVE and some even come forward to express their experiences. Do I have lot of talent, brilliance to meticulously express my views? Or do I have enormous experience compare to these thinkers and lovers? I don’t know. But still I am committed.
Yes. Love can make or break the person. I have seen some guys completely washed out in the strong wind of love. They have certain unforeseen bitter views about their partner and vice-versa. If you make their hairs down, they spell entire tragic tell covered by reality. Their tears could roll down in authority prospecting veracity. When I look at them. DISGUSTING ward roll out on my tong about this so called emotional drama. Why people fall in LOVE and subsequent eventualities. Are they waiting for unforeseen disaster gifted by their love one? It is really dirty face of nice feeling. I hope people around me should not come to this way. They should have peaceful and happy life forever.
However, I have witnessed some successful love stories in the absence of any major twist. They have happy life and enjoyable movements. But such couples wouldn’t come to light due to steep resistance to their popular identity. People don’t allow them to mix up in society on some special occasions. So-called 21st century society’s such conservative approach discourage couple to disclose such identity on public platform. But, still one question make round in our erosive mind that is are they happy with their decision. We never try to break their sincere silence…..

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