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LOVE


“Who is love?”
“You and Me.”

Where is love?
In the air we breathe.

“How is love?”
“Deep like your eyes.” “Now your turn.”

“ Hmm… What is our relationship.?”
“Our baby.”

“How will he grow?”
“With the consciousness of our souls.”

“When will he die?”
“Not before us.”

 “Shehzan…”
“Meera…”
“Shehzan… I am afraid of the evil eyes that might harm our baby.”
Shehzan smiled the most perfect smile on the world , took Meera’s hand in his and said , “Evil eyes are nothing but the symbol of our lack of mutual understanding.”  … “But what if we cease to love each other?” Shehzan looked deep into her eyes and said , “Can we ever cease to be ourselves?” Meera’s face glowed with the love of Shehzan. It was heaven where they were together holding each other’s hands.  

[Dedicated to Yoshna , who inspired me to write this. :) ]

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