Happy Dussehra

I Love you...

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straight forwardly, without complexities or pride. So i love you because i know no other way.

How do you see yourself?

Don’t worry about what the world sees when it looks at you. How do you see yourself?

The picture they paint of you makes no difference. Discover for yourself where you want to be, what you want to do, who you are when the voices outside of you are silenced. It is only then, when we become detached from others’ forecasts and opinions of our life, that we can truly be content with who we are as an individual, as a lover, as an artist, as a human being, reveling in our very own unconventional world.

The music inside

To love a person is to learn the song in their heart

and sing it back to them

when they have forgotten the words.

love in its purest form

i love you,

not only for what you are

but for what i am

when i am with you.

i love you,

not only for what

you have made of yourself

but for what

you are making of me.

i love you,

for the part of me

that you bring out;

i love you,

for putting your hand

into my heaped-up heart

and passing over

all the foolish, weak things

that you can’t help

dimly seeing there,

and for drawing out

into the light

all the beautiful belongings

that no one else had looked

quite far enough to find.

i love you because you

are helping me to make

of the lumber of my life

not a tavern

but a temple;

out of works

of my every day

not a reproach

but a song.