All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
A Loving Relationship Is One
In Which The Loved One Is Free To Be Himself -
To Laugh With Me, But Never At Me;
To Cry With Me,
But Never Because Of Me;
To Love Life, To Love Himself,
To Love Being Loved.
Such A Relationship Is Based Upon
Freedom And Can Never
Grow In A Jealous Heart.
Kya kahu tumhe?
Khwab kahu to bikhar jaoge!
dil kahu to tut jaoge!
lo, tumhara naam zindigi rakh deti hu...
to maut se pehle hamara saath na chor paoge...!
