It happens in no particular season.
It happens for no particular reason.
There is no
specific season of it. It doesn’t weave its haze according to your calendar. In
fact, the more you are eager to have it , the more it feints you and when you
don’t make any efforts for it, the chance of getting your eyes their sky in an another pair of eyes, is high. It comes like an
unexpected, unwelcome guest and becomes inseparable part of your being. It’s
the strangest part of this game, isn’t it?
Everyone
under the sun is seeking this adobe which is without door and walls. The thirst
we have for it is the curse and the blessing for us at the same time. It’s the
surest pain reliever and the greatest pain inducer on earth, above earth and
under earth. It gives us peace but puts us at the center of the storm. It’s the
flood which destroys all your veneered civilization. It takes you to your most
ancient and wildest core. One of its many mysteries is that you cannot help
anybody though you have experienced its dangers and wonders. You can understand
one’s pain and pleasure,sufferings and blessings that accompany him on this
path but you cannot do anything for him. He himself has to walk his path,he
himself has to bear the pain , and most of all he himself has to treasure in
his heart the essence which is the reward of his sufferings and the tears.
What I am
talking about? Yes certainly about four letter
magical word: love.
It happens
in no particular season.
Its happens
for no particular reason.
1 comment:
Great Work indeed!!!
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