some 8 yrs back, the boy duly met the girl’s mother. the girl was shooed off , n the chit chat ( or the grilling, as the boy put it) started .they talked about this n that, his family, her family , future, culture etc . here is one particular dialogue –
girl’s mother – well, so how much do you love my daughter ?
boy – how much ? it isn’t aloo gobhi or milk is it ? that i can say 4 kilos or 50 litres ? i love her .period . cant put a number/ value to the emotion.
the boy thought the answer was very cool .the mother thought it was a little filmi. inspite of that she approved.
and then some 4 years later they got married on 4th May 2001 .
well , may be you are still trying to figure out as to how many kilos (or litres ) you love me . i on the other hand have known it all my life.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
happy anniversary , baby .
yeah yeah i know Shania Twain song like last year ( the 5th may 2004 post- here )
wud have been better. this poem is a little soppy for you. next year ,i promise ... beyonce ;)
**i wrote this on monday , but couldn’t post it till now.

“One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter.” so i intend to write the words. again . here. with honesty. for myself.
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