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“Only in aloneness, do the sweetest whispers arise; a song in a songless soul, for aloneness brings joy to a burning heart.”

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“Come, sit beside me. We won't speak, instead, we will let the unspoken create us. In the quiet of night, we will let our hearts whisper to each other, feeling the deepest intimacy. We will mingle in the rhythm of our breaths, sensing light in the dark night. Remaining unspoken, our emotions will speak of our depths. Entering the mystical, we will drift into the land of light that will make the music of harmony; eternally, it will surpass the 'you' and 'me,' and create 'us' .”

“As memories flower, it means, they have carried something of the times we once had; that they have carried the nights when I saw stars in your eyes: that they have carried the days when I saw the sea swelling in your soul; that those flowers of memories carried the seeds of who I was to you or who you were to me. And though, eons have passed between then and now, somewhere, somehow, the whispers we made from the hearts still drift in the winds; it means, not all things die but float as songs in the evening breeze.”

“As memories flower, it means, they have carried something of the times we once had; that they have carried the nights when I saw stars in your eyes: that they have carried the days when I saw the sea dancing in your soul; that those flowers of memories carried the seeds of who I was to you or who you were to me. And though eons have passed between then and now, somewhere, somehow, the whispers we made from the hearts, still drift in the winds; it means, not all things die but float as songs, in the evening breeze.”

“Let me tell you about the dawn, the birds, and the opening buds, so you will feel hope in your veins; Let me tell you about the sunsets, the stars, and the whispers of night, so you will sense love in your deep; Let me tell you about the flowers that refuse to die even on the desert sands, and you will know endurance in your bones; Let me tell you about the love affair of sunset and sunrise, so you will know, that night only melts to mingle with the day. Let me tell you, this is the grand love affair of something called life.”