Myriad Encounters
When I was five- Love was chocolates covered in shiny wrappers.
When I was nine- Love was a another taboo word only elders used.
When I was thirteen- Love was the guy next door with dreamy eyes.
When I was seventeen- Love was intense, something to die for.
When I was twenty-one- Love was a hoax, a rude joke.
When I was twenty-five- Love was acceptance, a sacrifice.
Now at twenty-seven- I am still in the process of deciphering Love.
Thursday, September 04, 2003 |
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| alpha December 17, 2004 01:42 PM PST  zoheb: so who was this guy next door with dreamy eyes? | ||
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| Zoheb December 16, 2004 07:41 PM PST DITTO !!! | ||
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| amitl September 9, 2003 12:46 PM PDT Love today hai nahin aaasaan,as the movie goes-Dhoondte reh jaaoge. | ||
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| jillofalltrades September 7, 2003 05:02 AM PDT wow!! yes at 20 love is a 4 letter word!! if love is so easily found(is it??), y doe it take forever to decipher it? am confuuuuuused! | ||
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| alpha September 5, 2003 06:37 AM PDT wah wah! I'm impressed Dins. Do u do this commercially? | ||
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| dins September 5, 2003 12:44 AM PDT hai uparwale... sab ka yahi haal? Kisi ka sacha, kisi ka jhootha; kisi kel liye junoon, kisi keliye dard... Pyar hi to woh bandish hai... jo baandhe na bandhe, ik-tarfa hi sahi, liye jaaye apni zindagi... ©dins :) hai yeh mera dil! | ||
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| pompy September 4, 2003 10:27 PM PDT DITTO! :) | ||
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