Yet another random conversation with myself.

One of those random days, I try to know what "Love" actually means. But hey people! Don't take me wrong. This post is not yet another post about a boy-girl love or blah! !
Love is the purest and happiest feeling of all. Yet undoubtedly it remains the feeling that  makes yu cry the most.
You may not be able to sleep because your mom is sick. You take a day off just to spend time with your family.You keep part of your chocolate for your sibling. You fight with your best friend and are hurt more than he is. You listen to a song and cry because of the memories it brings.You smile to the same unknown person every morning on your walk. You feel sorry for the people struck by a disaster in some other part of the world.
This is 'Love".
Not just people. You love your pet and frequently keep falling for some book or movie character.You never forget looking at the evening sky or whenever it rains can't resist getting drenched!You can't live without giving meaning to canvas or you can't do without clicking something candid each day. You don't leave home without your watch or never start your day without prayer.
This is 'Love'.But then.. There are some extreme cases too.Some want more fame or are never contented with the lucre they make.Hahaha! And how can we leave out the distress of a guy whose girl loves shopping more than him!
But then, In the end, its all "Love" Same love that defines you and me. So people, Never be afraid of confessing your love.

Because even if you hate something,You can always love hating it.

Someday.

"Now I am living..in your afterglow.."

I am here. You are there. All we have in common is miles in between. And a silent promise.

Every time I look up at the moon,my first thought is would you be looking at the same moon? Or here too  keeping us apart are clouds? Wait has become so much synonymous to life that I now find myself unable to make out any kind of difference in both. Huh!This life won't give up so easily! But then, Even I won't. :) So, Its just a long wait now.We have been through years and its only few more days now. But with every single passing day,the longing to see you again grows over me more. And more. And only five things cloud my mind-Desirous me, Far you, A hundred miles, A little dream and A lot of hope.
And out of these five, Its only the hope that helps me survive.
You are turning into a dream that every night gets more closer to my heart and each morning, gets more out of reach. Ah! So very far you are. But still there is hope that - Someday, We will see each other again.

Someday. :)