Feel - that's all you gotta doAnd it will heal youFeel the pain to lead you home to peace of mindDwell insideFeel - that's all you gotta doAnd it will heal the woundFeel — there will be a song for peace of mindDwell inside--- Tobias Sammet
It started much as a speculation whether we were actually pursuing a dream or going along reality… Well, facebook came as a boon to me, and to another person most special to me. It wasn’t that bad as either that making friends in facebook was ominous for other geeks and highly concerned and abnormally overprotective parents; but for me, it turned out quite skeptical. Time and again, the gracefully popular medium of facebook turned dubious and for the society, it had always lost credibility in starting a love relationship. But for me and for her it was like flying with eyes blindfolded and arms stretched with an eclectic persona staying at the castle in the sky…
Facebook was oblivion for me. I looked upon it as if it had become an everyday-affair for me, to be dealt as brushing my teeth or combing my hair… Out of the ten tabs open in my Google Chrome browser, one of them has always been that of facebook. Opening and checking facebook notifications and messages every-day morning has always been the bread and butter for my living. This person was somewhere made for me, kept by Him in His vigilance and eventually brought in my possession, slowly and completely. There was no glitch in this process as our union was subtle and made to soothe both of our lives.
I remember that evening when I was reading a fashion magazine and eating aloo bhujia, and I called her up for the first time. We talked for several minutes. At the beginning it was all mixed up, our voices and concepts… I was never outspoken contrary to hers. 
---The callow symmetry of affection and bliss--- I had a sort of verbal comm flaw and she had obviously thought me of a child speaking to hers but with time and with precision, she found that cold maturity, care and affection for her concealed in my concepts, thoughts and emotions. Through in that first meeting both me and her were overwhelmed by the stretch of common interests that we shared. All the major activities including the petty mischiefs we committed in our childhood had some sort of match and were coincident by chance or destiny.
---The callow symmetry of affection and bliss--- I had a sort of verbal comm flaw and she had obviously thought me of a child speaking to hers but with time and with precision, she found that cold maturity, care and affection for her concealed in my concepts, thoughts and emotions. Through in that first meeting both me and her were overwhelmed by the stretch of common interests that we shared. All the major activities including the petty mischiefs we committed in our childhood had some sort of match and were coincident by chance or destiny.
The connection of facebook progressively started to give out off reference. We slowly went on to believe that we have been born to be tied with this sweetest bond of friendship… As hours passed and days elapsed, coincidences increased and differences converged. 
As expected, not though going by the norms, we began to cherish the similarities and respect the differences in our natures and opinions. We set off to share the sweetest, harshest and minutest details of our past and about our hopes, aspirations and expectations. All the unsaid conjectures and unaccented secrets of our lives flowed out and away to each other. We rejoiced our company at home, at office and on the footpaths, on phone. We had our snaps uploaded in each of our facebook profiles and we had examined and dissected these with utmost care and precision so as to make the closest estimate of our real selves; every single groove of our personalities. The greater part of our recreation was centered on our lives.
As expected, not though going by the norms, we began to cherish the similarities and respect the differences in our natures and opinions. We set off to share the sweetest, harshest and minutest details of our past and about our hopes, aspirations and expectations. All the unsaid conjectures and unaccented secrets of our lives flowed out and away to each other. We rejoiced our company at home, at office and on the footpaths, on phone. We had our snaps uploaded in each of our facebook profiles and we had examined and dissected these with utmost care and precision so as to make the closest estimate of our real selves; every single groove of our personalities. The greater part of our recreation was centered on our lives.
We were happy being friends, a graceful part of each other’s lives and slowly but surely we were panning out to be responsible companions too.
It was both of us for each other, the best chapter of our lives for all times. Both of our lives were cramped with wrath, pain and full of rugged inconsistencies before we came into each of our lives.
The fleeting fixture of flavored fledglings... ... ... There were absolutely zero compromises and we mingled into the tougher sections of our lives without much efforts and investing complex perceptions. The access was much simple and unrestricted because there was belief and understanding, and as time slipped away, our lives went on to be more and more intertwined. The most important curve in the story came along when we began todepend on each other for the flimsy yet most subtly delicate hinges of our lives. We depended on each other emotionally and sentimentally. The risk was much worth taking, and for me it was a rejuvenation of hope and love for life.
The fleeting fixture of flavored fledglings... ... ... There were absolutely zero compromises and we mingled into the tougher sections of our lives without much efforts and investing complex perceptions. The access was much simple and unrestricted because there was belief and understanding, and as time slipped away, our lives went on to be more and more intertwined. The most important curve in the story came along when we began todepend on each other for the flimsy yet most subtly delicate hinges of our lives. We depended on each other emotionally and sentimentally. The risk was much worth taking, and for me it was a rejuvenation of hope and love for life.
It was not just interest that dragged us close and brought us in the land of fantasies. It was that feeling of intense satisfaction that we could feel in our exclusive company, and that only we could impart via a very special connection, a connection which started with a very special friendship and later demanded an ultimate level of commitment indeed.
Had avenues of our lives not crossed each other, we would have not understood the savor of happiness. A strange infatuation, which would be a serious understatement, had indeed grown and blossomed, always stood the test of times. We loved each other. We cosseted our presence in the most colorful manner and enjoyed the little pranks that made us smile, cry and again smile. 
We were both blessed with that manipulated luck which made us understand the exact need of time and pleasure we are for. There were misunderstandings and falling-outs but none could let us down for each other. Each time an issue cropped up that brought us at loggerheads; it got sorted out at the disposal of one’s sacrifice who forwent with pleasure.
Our love, if to be described in two words, I would take up one Hindi and another English, “nazook” and “selfless” --- “nazook” because it would be the most charming and cutest you can find when we two souls are around, and “selfless” because it has seen extreme level of adversities, and through constant scrutiny and hardships, we have gained and regained our tender love, that has only made it stronger!
A lot of time have passed, and since the inception of this legend, there has been fall-offs of that jejune romance, and this association was held sway by a certain ambit of spiritualism. Now, these moments of harmony are definte and strongly intermittent; this long distance has not only tried to estrange us but also weaken and loosen this special bond. But as forever, it couldn't compete with the invincible strength of this relationship.
...for every choice , there is a price,,, for every secret , there is a truth,,, for every crime , there is a story !!! ...this crime entails in the most obvious aftermath, a devastation from which no human can refrain from in the long run. Yet it is committed by every human, the whole shebang succumbs to it eventually... And it's not committed singly, it involves both of them partaken in the crime ...as a result, to unsoundness of the mind is shown; there was certainly a degree of debility from age and supervening infirmities, the understanding gets weakened and impaired, but that does not render a person intestable or incapable of judging the injuries done to him or of benefits confered upon thembeholden to this participation...
Ah! Re’ponds a` ma tendresse,Verse-moi, verse-moi l’ivresse,Re’ponds a` ma tendresse,Re’ponds a` ma tendresse,Ah! Verse-moi l’ivresse,Verse-moi, verse-moi l’ivresse,Re’ponds a` ma tendresse,Re’ponds a` ma tendresse,Ah! Verse-moi l’ivresse,I belong,I belong to you, as He gave you to me,As a boon from Heaven... ... ...
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My dearest, only one series of life.. is now that... to be sunk in your thought... ...to be lost in your dreams... ...to be sought the way I see you... ...to be a pretense to come onto your street... ...to be aware of your safety... ... ... to be envy in airs, birds and moon... ... ... my dearest!
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