“All everything that I understand, I understand only because I love”~ Leo Tolstoy.
…Well…To love is to be vulnerable—rendering your heart pregnable & breakable to parts,
it’s the search of those missing pieces of myself where this ‘lovelorn tale’ starts…
“I fell in love with the people who made me love the person I was;
the longings revered and the pangs venerated have been the effects of my unsavoury cause.
It all started with the comprehension of the reflected emotions from their bewildering eyes;
such comprehension remained non contingent upon the passive responses till my delusions were outrightly proven otherwise.
I used to love others not to the extent I loved myself, & that positive emotion didn’t find meaning till I found my elusive other self;
the tabs to the slots of my completeness were held by my ‘better-half’ who helped me find ‘oneness in oneself’ !
I always tried to find the right person, but never tried to be the right one;
once I fell in love with myself then that precious space was left for none!
I realised, that to remain unhurt one needs to be the master of the fate & holder of the reins;
I—above all else—am now, the source of my liberation as well as the reason for restraint.
I wish a ‘Happy Valentine’s Day to ‘just me!”
Dedicated to my better half…Thanks for completing me!
~Praveen katiyar
XrhYmeZ!
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