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ചെങ്ങാതികള്..ഇത് അവരെകുറിച്ചാണു.......
First of all let me begin with extending my hearty gratitude to all my beloved friends,from my nursery playmates to childhood mates, school mates to collegemates,teachers to my beloved students,and to those guys with whom i spent my day n nights on the the most precious days of my bengaluru life, to my dear penfriends' whom i hav never met yet but makes my each day a remarkable one thru their love-wraped e-fonts(scraps n sms)and at times even thru their soothing voice calls & to much lovin deedis to my cleints whom am emotionally attached with the sense known as compassion.....Frankly ,right from the bottom of my heart, i have been enriched to a greater extent from the knowledge,experinces,love,affection and the warmth that I was getting from YOU so far.Let me redefine it in this way,you are the ones who really made me to think that my life has become worthwhile and you are the one who make my day-to-day life so special and spelendid.Each and evry friends, irrespective of their age and status have offerd me different experiences and the most valuable notes regarding, the so-called life.
Now here am sharing with you the fragnance of such a herart-warming realationship without any editings [caz, when its life,,,there are no editings and retakes…he na..???…] Its about a relation which happeneds quite unexpectedly during my clinical hours of my student year ,Even now I find it so hard to digest,Was it her cool attitude or her sheer brilliance in my fav sub: philosophy{though she blives it was a mere coincidence to struck wit a recherche personality in an odd place},that really made her my best “STRANGER”..,,,,..???,despite knowing the lime-light identity she enjoys as a daughter of the most reknowed and the most successful chief minister par polititian of Karnataka state,or as a academic winner poetic image ,or as a well-known columnist in most of the dailys in blore and more over unknowing the real tragedy she was facing meantime...However With in a short course of time we built a great camaraderie in between.
Meanwhile by exploring her unsaid,unshowed poetic image I made her a humble request to write about the so-called LOVE….For this stranger, whom she believed the owner of ,the most innocent and naughtee chuckle visage,with a sensible thinking soul….she rolled her pen,,,, to write about the most divine,the most hailed ,,,,LOVE....
Loves own define……….she wrote…………………………………………………………………………………..
LOVE'S OWN DEFINE
Happen to meet a stranger on duty
At a healing place of uncertainity
To my surprise,stranger smiled with a smirk on face cover
Made a very honest,humble and very sweet request....
Very profoundly known to whole world,To write poetic love.
All,speak or experince the quest;
For the great irrevocable,embedded natures Love........
Though love is the best soul-soother
Can be beyond one's path of fate rather.
Evey being craves for love from someone to somewhere,
But,many bitter moments sways life's swing to nowhere.
Althogh,dusty saaga of life's journey,
Painfully,seeks eternal Bliss of Love.....
So few,are bestowed by the Lord's grace.
In this splendid mind-blowing creation of time-pace.
Though I must say ' love is yet to be defined..??
No learned,no saint,no-one ever spell-out
Struggle to unfold the magic mystique mystery of Love-kind
Feelings that make all cry, laugh and so very-giving,
Fascinating ,unconditional truth that flashes,miracles so saving.
Wings of all shades in emotions fly to reach heights.
Closer to romantic full moon's silver light on a breezy sand-side
Folding all good moods of mind-set
My life has been ,bountyful of irony.
Alas,,none can undo fortunes symphony---------
a world without love,i shockingly wonder with intense.
For sure would be ,such an unmangable adverse.
Love in fury,in hate,in agony.
Love in lust ,in excite ,in calamity,
Love is lyrical ,musical notes of life-line rejoices.
Also at times can get cylinical?.
Brings lots of lusture,when one looks forward with all musture
Love is sense of belonging,boyancy of dreamy fantacies.
Love is sharing ,caring with crystal rays of understanding courticies.
For some known , Its heart-beating...
For some unknown ,Its soul-breaking.
To most , not known it could be Mind-blasting.
Ohh...good heavens,need a life span to chistle love's abony.
Myth or faith ,flare or fiction ,impossible but undefined.
Yet deprved ,by the great holy creator.
Luck smiles while blessed; no doubt it's captivatingly intimate.
When ,one is wraped with true loving soul-mate.
Paying all my dutiful and heart felt devoted tributes,
To that most powerful,unseen,unheared Almighty,ruler of universal solitudes.....
Mind can be scroll on volumes of ,passionate descripions,
Every ending springs up a bouncy begining.
With over flowing cascades of ever-loving and lasting inscriptions.
love is soul designed embroidery of life's colorful threads of feelings
With spectracular handywork of god sent cupid angels from wonderland of flowerings.
Exoitongly exahausted at last ,like to conclude,
By whispering answer to sweet , smart ,tall stranger >>>
With all my strongest will I declare with strength of my heart's silence-
In God's abode ,love ,can be ,will be , shall be forever till nature is alive......
LOVE IS DIVINE'S DIVINE DEVINITY...
with love niss.....>>>
