"Two birds are sitting on the golden borough of a peepala tree. One is eating a sweet fruit the other is watching.Both are happy. Which one is happier.." - Shwetasvatara Upanishad
Reading these lines at the bookstore, holding hand of someone you love and then seeing her beaming face; I tell you this would leave a lifelong memory. Accompanied by a romantic song being played at the mall that added love in the air.
The weekend was a preview of the promises the future held for us. Holding hands and walking the busy streets unaware of the world, thinking same things and smiling together were the testimony of the fact that we were made for each other. Well the city itself was epitome of love. But suddenly it became even more serene even more beautiful....even more joyous.
A friend of mine once said that when you fall in love, you sway away from friends and could not enjoy small small happiness of life. I tell you its completely opposite. The warmth of love, the wave that gushed past me made me realize that I had became more sensitive to even the smallest trifle things of life. Suddenly I cared for someone so much that I wanted her to cross the roads as less as possible, so that she could be safer.Even if she had been living there for five years! The open window of taxi made her hairlocks tangled as they spread on my face.I felt the joy deep in my heart in the same innocent way as I used to feel in the lap of my mother in my childhood days. I realized love makes you more innocent, happy, life-full!!
I must say the time spent planning and chatting about our past and future gave a sense of relief. A relief that your life was going to be even sweeter and that your family was just about to embrace someone so like them. Believe me, it was so charming that I wondered if at all was for real, or was I just dreaming. But the smile on her face and those eyes always consoled me telling me that yes....yes,this was for real.
I now feel for them who have never experienced love.And interestingly enough they also feel for us. It just reminds me of the lines-
"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane, by those who could not hear the music"
Reading these lines at the bookstore, holding hand of someone you love and then seeing her beaming face; I tell you this would leave a lifelong memory. Accompanied by a romantic song being played at the mall that added love in the air.
The weekend was a preview of the promises the future held for us. Holding hands and walking the busy streets unaware of the world, thinking same things and smiling together were the testimony of the fact that we were made for each other. Well the city itself was epitome of love. But suddenly it became even more serene even more beautiful....even more joyous.
A friend of mine once said that when you fall in love, you sway away from friends and could not enjoy small small happiness of life. I tell you its completely opposite. The warmth of love, the wave that gushed past me made me realize that I had became more sensitive to even the smallest trifle things of life. Suddenly I cared for someone so much that I wanted her to cross the roads as less as possible, so that she could be safer.Even if she had been living there for five years! The open window of taxi made her hairlocks tangled as they spread on my face.I felt the joy deep in my heart in the same innocent way as I used to feel in the lap of my mother in my childhood days. I realized love makes you more innocent, happy, life-full!!
I must say the time spent planning and chatting about our past and future gave a sense of relief. A relief that your life was going to be even sweeter and that your family was just about to embrace someone so like them. Believe me, it was so charming that I wondered if at all was for real, or was I just dreaming. But the smile on her face and those eyes always consoled me telling me that yes....yes,this was for real.
I now feel for them who have never experienced love.And interestingly enough they also feel for us. It just reminds me of the lines-
"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane, by those who could not hear the music"
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