Someone in your heart

If you love someone so much that someone always lives in your heart, always remember that killing you (or yourself) also kills that someone.

This is for those people who love some people so much and due to life’s circumstances can’t continue living. Some of them attempt suicide and some go to extreme measures. If you have loved somebody so much that the person resides in your heart, killing yourself means you’re killing the life of the person you love too.

(This thought is inspired from Ramayan, before Ram can kill Ravan, Ram had to distract Ravan so as to get Sita off from Ravan’s heart. Killing Ravan with Sita in his heart would kill Sita. Sita being killed would kill Ram, who is in Sita’s heart.)


Lets live, love and let live! That simple.

What you are to me

My sweetheart,
You are my everything. Everything I am is you. Every bit of me from inside-out, from top-bottom, the breathe I take is yours. I think of you a thousand times in a second, and it's all the same I feel. I am you. My love, I am indebted to you forever.
I love you.
The feeling that you love me  more than anything else, is the reason what makes me live. Your love keeps me alive. I wouldn't breath, if it weren't for you.

My love for you is higher than anything else. It's always your love for me deeper and stronger, always far more than my love for you. I always try I give you more and more. My love, my life, it is just you and it's all in you.
Sweetheart, the feeling that I have you in my life is my life itself. It is my life, my inspiration, my energy and my only hope to live this life. It is amazing. I live for you and I die for you.

I am forever yours and I am heavenly blessed that you are mine. Together we are, forever and ever.
In our nearly perfect love, there are many things, trying to keep us apart. May it be mountains or deep oceans, may it be infinite skies, nothing separates us. We are always ONE. We are eternally connected. What our hearts beat, your heart knows mine, and mine yours. We were never two, merely two bodies, for we are only one.
You smile, I smile, you cry so do I. When I hurt myself, you feel the pain. I feel your agony, when you are in pain. When we make love, we reach happiness together. From the happiest moments to the darkest times, we are together. I am always with you and you are with me.

The smile I see in your face, the moment I realise it is my ultimate happiness. What makes me happy, makes you the same. I long to make you smile and to your happiness I live. Your love for me, the passionate, pure in its form,  true in essence, never ending and never fading, is all I have.
My love, you are the only one. You are the light shining in my heart when darkness covers entire me.  You have always given me hope and meaning to my life. When I see nothing, I see you, when I have everything, I see only you.
When I am feeling lonely and in despair, you hold me like you never let me go. Your touch, the way you look at me with love, your innocence and a little feeling of shyness, is unforgettable. What you make me feel in your arms, is my heaven. My chest for you is where you dwell eternally. How many lives we live, we be the same.

You are the most beautiful girl in the world. Your eyes, when I look at them, I see me and all the love for me. Your lips always longing to kiss mine and your hair underneath, we vanish from this world to ours. Your cheeks, ears, neck, chest, shoulder, waist, thigh, legs, hands, fingers, nails and everything has my name and when I touch all they would recognize me.
I miss you every second. I hear you saying my name everytime your heart beats. I miss you.
Dear, our bodies are not near. But I am there with you and so you are with me. Despair not, please wait a little. I am always yours. I love you.
Your sweet Arjun

Love alters not

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle’s compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


Sonnet 116- Let me not to marriage of true minds admit impediments by Shakespeare