Words of Love

The joy of life has always been love; an emotion that comes from a heart's depth. It is a bliss that we only can feel, never express in words regardless of a million words that exists. Every time one attempts to write, praise its glory, one fails to because he is in oblivion lost...in a state of reverie...trying to begin, yet never knowing where exactly the start is!

Failing to do so, he runs in circle, a vicious catch to find the start, and when he doesn't, he looks for the end...an end that could show where the start is...an end that never starts because the beginning, the genesis is never found. Then we probably start to feel that we've been picked from an age and placed in a different one. With that thought, we attempt to find out where we landed, and thus look back for traces, some signs that must have been left behind...some footprints....

We pant as we endlessly circle the circle. Failing to know the beginning, we start somewhere down the line...from somewhere we think we can begin...from the very words that comes from a lover's heart, and that very word his Beloved can hear, and keep hearing: I Love You: and it begins...

I love you because you have always been with me...walked with me in every step that I took and take, stayed with me even when I faltered...I love you because you have been my ray of hope...I love you because you have always brought the best in me...love you because every time I think of you, my heart beats in delight...I love you because your very memories reminds me of the joy I've had since you came to my life. And more than that, I love you for all the love, care and faith that you've bestowed in me.

If ever you ask me, ''would you love me if I walked out of you...if I never be beside you...never love, care or trust you,'' I will say, ''Yes. I love you still, and will love you: ALWAYS.

I'll love you still my Beloved because my love never sought love in return. It continues to love and will continue to love you because you are my Beloved. Indeed my Beloved, I''ve never sought anything in return from you. I love you because I want you to know, regardless of all the misfortunes or ill-fates, I love you. I love you and apart from mere rational logics, I cannot tell you why I love you. I just do. And if you are not convinced, if you doubt my words my Beloved, I'll ask a very simple question:

''If, suppose, you ask something with God, and it doesn't get fulfilled, will you stop praying and loving the Almighty?'' I know you will not...and indeed my Beloved, you are just the same to me, even if we are dressed in mortal attire. Precisely because we are mortal, I love you as if this is the last day I'll ever love you...as if I'll never wake up to hear your words of love ever again...cuddle in your arms...hold you...kiss you...and whisper gently; I love you. I LOVE YOU MY BELOVED. DO YOU LOVE ME TOO? TELL ME FOR I MIGHT NEVER HEAR YOU AGAIN!

Love,

Pratik