A raindrop may look too small to eyes but somewhere a thirsty flower awaits its fall.



      Life may not culminate as a mass of shredded grieves, but it can very well extrude up from the crap and exult at its fragrant future .We need just to find the right person who can direct our emotional turmoil to an endlessly intimate but delicately worked out relation.


      This we call as the boom of love and the one who generates it in our soul is a cupid; it may exist as parents, friends and as soul mate; depending on who strikes earliest. Everyone has a hidden psycho-fear regarding expression of hearts Alma-mater fearing that it would be disregarded by some one they try to exhale it out to. But this can be easily overcome by the mantra of "mine", that is considering everyone to be yours and being everyone's in the bargain. Life is so mystically simple that if you get one end of its loop you can unwind the rest, but the crux lying in revealing that hidden end.


      That's when we need someone who understands us quite well and thus can help us sort out this anagram, the HIDDEN END. Love in life is just for the sake of discovering what lays hidden beneath its mist, and then rising above it to unleash your potent harmonizing being.


Shahism