There are so many words to describe happiness, even detect it. It can be a small smile to a heartful laughter. There is one strong act to express distress, fear, anger and helpless ness. A single basuc expression thats worth a million words, and thats Cry.
But whats the gesture to express love? A small kiss? Is it everything? Is holding hands and making the bed warm all that is for love? Can anyone at the end of the day say that his or her love was complete? Can anyone ever feel the fact that LOVE is NEVER complete. Its always incomplete. Be it the love for money or for work, be it the love for children, fiancee, wife or girl friend. A small kiss just increases the expectation for more. A night on the bed increases the thirst and the lust seems to be un bearable. Its always incomplete.
And whats more immensely romantic as well as painful, when the love seems to end up in dead air, when everything else moves on, but one individual life seems to come to a stand still. Its the example of an incomplete life, which always kept on wishing and wanting, but never materialized in the full deed. And then comes the expressions that tries to fill up the huge gaph, when cries setle in followed by the laughter of destiny, into the immense darkness of cold dead...the immense darkness of cold dead.....
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