Love- Chapter 2

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Before I begin, let me say- writing is catharsis.

 I keep wandering still. From Punjab to Mumbai. I have been meandering. But is my hope lost? No. Infact, I am anticipating. Excited. Filled with pride. To meet my love. That is my dream- and I must cumulate it, bit by bit- when finally anticipating turns into achievement.

There are certain bits ; pieces which I keep finding. Whether it be signs of a future lover- for whom I have received amazing blessings. I am greatful for all the magnanimous wishes everyone has made for me. Truly, it feels special, superb. But there's also signs in nature- like the moon sighting. God's blessings. Some names popping. Now this is interesting. There are souls; who are the people who have truly loved me already in this lifetime. And I know it. But they are not whom God has decreed for me- because they don't fit in my puzzle piece! How I wish it could be that simple! But it is not! There is, I believe, only one right fit- if you are looking for true, raw, precious love. Love is a rare commodity, according to me.

Now that we are seeking, we might as well reflect what it would feel like once I find true love. Will it be explicitly clear that He is the one? Or not? How is the experience of "falling in love"? I have more questions. Can I ever relax now that I am an adult? What does settling down mean? I bet it is super relaxing. My happiness will know no bounds. My feet will never stop dancing- now they have stopped dancing. My laughs will be rolling out and be heard at the last dining table- which will bother many and make many people wonder what makes us laugh so much? But we do! We laugh! We simply God bless us- laugh!

That will be an experience. Is love like rubies? like diamonds? It's just what Margaret Wolfe Hungerford said- Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. Longing makes the reward much sweeter.

Lastly, I am posting something after a long time! Did you miss my writings? Finally, today I sat myself down and decided to write. Love was the only topic which my heart wanted to express. I bet writing after so long has brought some fresh perspectives to my readers. I hope my post feels unique to you. I think you have not read such an approach to love before. But if you have, I hope this post reminds you of the magic that is love!

Specially written for all of you.

This is Priya, signing off.

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