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Just what i think...of Bani and her love.
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The deepest emotion in this world can make your heart fuse with life but it is also the same which can destroy you in seconds...it is none other than ...
Love.
To feel betrayed and lost in a world where no one can understand you, doesn't your life succumb to an end? Loosing your love in a twisted battle of fate, you have no other option but to remain silent as they shed an ocean of tears, which you have brough upon.
Knowing every day of your life that you cannot live without their existence in this world, yet also knowing that the heartache you cause them...kills you itself...every day....with your every breath.
This is Banis pain.
To live knowing the agony which you are causing your very own soul is the geratest torture in this world. Yet even more when you are forced to be without them.
Knowing every day of your life that you cannot live without their existence in this world, yet also knowing that the heartache you cause them...kills you itself...every day....with your every breath.
This is Banis pain.
To live knowing the agony which you are causing your very own soul is the geratest torture in this world. Yet even more when you are forced to be without them.
Blinded by our own love we seethe in agony of despair lost in our own misfortunes just crying for our lost love.
This is Bani's tragedy...her agony, her pain.
Fate being so cruel that even though wanting to help her husband she cannot as truths of the past hold her back, yet still she helps him secretly...weeping for him and her own love which remains unknown.
How can she love him so deeply so profoundly, to me itself it is an explict mysetry. As to love someone to such an extent would surely mean death, yet here itself lays the beauty of her emotion...her love. Explaining to us all that this lady would even welcome death with open arms, if it meant saving her husband from the fires of the non-existent.
She has proven twice, once with the bomb and now recently, a little more discreetly, in the fire.
I was amazed at her bravery, she just kept on walking towards him, even though people tried to stop her steps, she did not alter them as her heartwas crying out for him. She was as if in a trance, a daze...brought upon her by none other than her very own love for the man.
Had she not had to put this fake mask of "anger" then I am sure that this lady would have very well hugged the man, pushing him out of the fire...allowing herself to burn.
To love someone so deply...is truly the most beautiful thing in this world...you are joined to their sould, and it kills you to see them in any distress...even if it is the very same that you are causing.
Fate being so cruel that even though wanting to help her husband she cannot as truths of the past hold her back, yet still she helps him secretly...weeping for him and her own love which remains unknown.
How can she love him so deeply so profoundly, to me itself it is an explict mysetry. As to love someone to such an extent would surely mean death, yet here itself lays the beauty of her emotion...her love. Explaining to us all that this lady would even welcome death with open arms, if it meant saving her husband from the fires of the non-existent.
She has proven twice, once with the bomb and now recently, a little more discreetly, in the fire.
I was amazed at her bravery, she just kept on walking towards him, even though people tried to stop her steps, she did not alter them as her heartwas crying out for him. She was as if in a trance, a daze...brought upon her by none other than her very own love for the man.
Had she not had to put this fake mask of "anger" then I am sure that this lady would have very well hugged the man, pushing him out of the fire...allowing herself to burn.
To love someone so deply...is truly the most beautiful thing in this world...you are joined to their sould, and it kills you to see them in any distress...even if it is the very same that you are causing.
Love so profound that it cannot be put into any words....as no words can do full justice to such a strong emotion, as who can describe something which rests amongst your soul in your heart...no one.
I myself weep for this woman's misfortune and cruel fate, which has brought her upon such a crossroad where a decision is necessary in order for her to live on, but either path she takes...she's killing herself.
This is her pain her agony which she cannot tell anyone of. Stuck at such a crossroad, that either path she steps upon death instantly awaits...death of love...death of reliving all.
Love for mother one way and the other, Love for her lover. Either was she'll kill herself slowly...remembering all. (when i mean kill..i mean rembering all memories)
This is her pain her agony which she cannot tell anyone of. Stuck at such a crossroad, that either path she steps upon death instantly awaits...death of love...death of reliving all.
Love for mother one way and the other, Love for her lover. Either was she'll kill herself slowly...remembering all. (when i mean kill..i mean rembering all memories)
Such cruel fate lust won't even let her drown in her own agony.
How can she, when she lives for him.
How can she, when she lives for him.
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Jut thought i'd share..what i thought.
Luv
sweetu
Jut thought i'd share..what i thought.
Luv
sweetu
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