न चोरहार्यं न च राजहार्यंन भ्रातृभाज्यं न च भारकारी । व्यये कृते वर्धते एव नित्यं विद्याधनं सर्वधन प्रधानम् ॥
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
You are the
first one who taught me to worship beauty by example of your own beauty and
revealed me to the secret of love by your affection, where days passes like
dreams and night like weddings. Every young man remembers his first love and
tries to capture the strange hour in spite of all the bitterness of its
mystery.
I was deeply
engrossed in thought and contemplation and seeking to understand the revelation
of books when I heard LOVE whispered into my ears through your lips. My life
was coma and empty like an abandoned house, when I saw you standing like a
column of light. You are the light of my heart that illuminated that abandoned
house (my heart) and made me understand the meaning of life. You made me enter
willingly into paradise of your pure love and virtue by your sweetness and
love.
Only days
back when we were sitting in the park, winter was beautiful everywhere, but it
was most beautiful in that very orchard (park). We were sitting under the
canopy of trees; birds were singing the song of your beauty while rustling of
leaves and humming of wind performing music for you. Every now and then when
you sailed your heavenly smile into air made the flowers of orchard felt twinge
of jealousy. You were the most beautiful
flower in that orchard. Every single object was crazy in your humble presence
and I was craziest among them. Members of nature were gathered to perform the
worship to its nymph.
You are near
to my heart as the meadow flowers to earth; you are sweet to me as sleep to
tired limbs. Come and walk in to the garden of my love, every flower on the
tract of my heart sings only songs of yours praise. Every single tree bows its
branches only in your respect. Meadow-grass carpeted itself so that gravel
could not do any harm to delicate sole of your feet.
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