Love is a strange thing ? When can one say that one is in love ? Like a disease it has phases too and hence every phase has different symptoms.
Is it when you just want to look at someone endlessly losing yourselves in her big deep eyes ? or is it worrying about her just a little more than you do about others ? Is it the flutter in your heart when she smiles everytime ? or is it when you exactly know what she is going to do or say when something happens ?
Is it your heart skipping a beat when you touch her unintentionally for the first time ? or is the peace and comfort you feel when you hold her hand? Is it the stage when your eyes are too full of her to see something negative in her? or is it the stage when you are aware that she is just like you, flawed and fragmented?
Is it the initial hopefulness(may foolhadiness too) when world seems to be endless with possibilities and everything around you seems to be pleasant but irrelevant? or is it the time when you know that world may not nice, future may not be perfect, yet present is peaceful enough for you to be with her and thank god for that ?
Is it the time when there is nothing in this world which you wouldn't do to make her happy ? or Is it the time when you know it may not always be possible, but you take solace in fact that you wouldn't do anything to make her unhappy,knowingly.
Is it when it always feels like springs, colours seem bright, birds chirp happily, sky is just the bluest of the blue and looking out of a window is a cheer up ? Or is it when air around you seem damp, blue of the sky is not blue enough, nevertheless life is bearable because she is in your arms ?
