After reading so many authentic spiritual books and gospels, which tell me, that truly no one is related to another, there is no meaning for relationship and there is nothing worth about love among equals, we are time and again made to remember the false chasm of Maya. The only true valued objective should be to merge with the divine. Still a father's generosity, a mother's versatility, a brother or sister's fraternity, a wife's affability does make me challenge against all great knowledge that insists us to decipher the shortness of human life and relationship.
This person who has just escaped from my vision, but who can never escape form my inner sight, has loved me like anything throughout his and my life, has faced all difficult situations with a smile always even when i have threatened not to understand this, but his patience knows no bounds. I recollect all instances when the same moist eyes which bids me farewell each time, but with a small smile on his face, the image has endured.
Life looks wretched whenever i see him fading in the crowd, beyond my acuity zone. But his love keeps me enduring.
