People say they 'find' love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love.
Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive.
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
2006-08-04 00:49:56
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answered by Princess illusion 5
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hey
nainital is a nice place
and as for people joining ur group u cud ask ur frnz to forward invitations to their e pals and them to their frnz and so on.......
u get it?
2006-08-04 08:51:33
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answered by Swati 2
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