White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-323 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY For the first time I am in love. Know not what to do, neither the wind is in my favour nor the sun The fading light of the dying sun mocks at me, silently whispers in my ear 'Man, you are as old as me, for you, it is all over don't you listen the dark night knocking on your door' I ask myself does love have an age, does it grow old with time or it is ageless? Does love have anything to do with a tottering body and dwindling mind? What about someone for whom love is a feeling beyond body and mind, whose love is only for the other one, for the genuine well-being of his sweetheart Is love more fulfilling in the physical and mental dimensions or in the realm of consciousness where one completely becomes another's unconsciously merging his identity by completely identifying with his loved one, living her moments, cheers and tears as his own Love as a feeling transcends the barrier of time The lover and beloved may remain no more but their love will be, forever inspiring generation after generation Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-323 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY For the first time I am in love. Know not what to do, neither the wind is in my favour nor the sun The fading light of the dying sun mocks at me, silently whispers in my ear 'Man, you are as old as me, for you, it is all over don't you listen the dark night knocking on your door' I ask myself does love have an age, does it grow old with time or it is ageless? Does love have anything to do with a tottering body and dwindling mind? What about someone for whom love is a feeling beyond body and mind, whose love is only for the other one, for the genuine well-being of his sweetheart Is love more fulfilling in the physical and mental dimensions or in the realm of consciousness where one completely becomes another's unconsciously merging his identity by completely identifying with his loved one, living her moments, cheers and tears as his own Love as a feeling transcends the barrier of time The lover and beloved may remain no more but their love will be, forever inspiring generation after generation Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty