Dante once wrote...
Remember tonight for it is the beginning of always, a promise.
The belief in each other in the possibility of love.
A decision to ignore or simply rise above the pain of the past.
A covenant which at once binds two souls and yet severs prior ties.
A celebration of the chance taken and the challenge that lies ahead.
For two will always be stronger than one.
Like a team braced against the tempest of the world.
And love will always be the guiding force in our lives.
For tonight is a mere formality.
Only an announcement to the world of feelings long held made long ago in a sacred space.

revelry,emotions,the uninhibited eye contact across the room,the smile of desire,the immense feeling of security,the promise to spend a lifetime together..don't we all want to be a part of this fervor..the romantic fool,the heartbroken soul,the pining lover,the practical feminist,the impractical seventeen year old. Some of us find love young yet get married old..some find love amidst the very chaos of their existence and life becomes an illusion..some of us believe love is best not expressed but a pain to be experienced..some think love exists in the world of poets and writers and is used as a tool to popularize their creations..but we all think about love at least once in our lifetime.
It has always been the story of two yet the destinies of so many. We promise a lifetime of happiness to somebody and stand as the cause of unhappiness for so many..the ones who wanted to tell us how much we meant to them and their dreams..the ones we never knew existed yet for them loving us was what they lived for..they might have been our greatest love and by some cruel twist of fate or by a gentle nudge of destiny we forsake them for a love which we thought we could never have.We passed them in lonely college corridors in lonelier summer afternoons..we typed unassumingly on the keyboard as they sat across the office cubicle waiting for the perfunctory smile from us..we joked about them as they found their love put away by scorn or indifference..but we never knew them!
What brings greater happiness ..to know that your love is unconditional or to know that you are loved selflessly?What brings greater pain..to know that you can never love someone as much as they love you or to know that they can never comprehend the sheer intensity of your feelings?
I start this blog with random thoughts about a feeling which i could never define for myself..I never knew whether what I had felt for so many years was love or something else..but I know that whatever it was it had helped me in experiencing human emotions in their truest form...this is an ode to those feelings and to the people who had inspired them!