It is a task. A tough one too. So, how do you define love? Is it by keeping the fire burning in your heart for nineteen years of solitude; through sacrifice, living life of a hermit; loving and caring for all souvenirs, living and non-living, including those of your own flesh; or living life to the fullest, with gaiety and laughter, an enviable life?

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

– Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

There cannot be any one definition of love. We choose how we love. Some decide to show it in small acts of kindness. Some spend a lifetime caring for their own, mostly unconditionally. Some provide material evidence through tokens. Then there are some, who simply live love. All love has an inspiration guiding it. I would personally like to think that angels take you through the clouds, you gliding across like surfing on a wild sea-wave.

 A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong
That’s a lot to learn, what
can I give you in return?

If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a star
But I, would rather you let me give my heart

– Lulu, To Sir With Love

A tribute to the love of my life reminding me of what you gain when you lose! A promise to myself to move on to that one unconditional love that my heart is pining for, loving more dedicatedly, decidedly, unconditionally, and unflinchingly. Someone mentioned that Hindu atheism, Cārvāka, says that anything not perceived through the sense organs is just a fairy tale. I promise to myself to believe, fairy tale or a fact, in that Eternal, Unmanifested. And my soulmate, you will be remembered today and always!

||Sarvam Sri Krishna Arpanamastu||