5 October 1999. Two tranquil hours past midnight by Ghantidas.

5 October 1999. Two tranquil hours past midnight by Ghantidas.

But love is like poetry. Like verse. And even the blankest
of verse has some metre, some rhythm, something to
measure it by. The champagne must fl ow at a patient
pace in order to intoxicate and sustain itself in the nerves
of those who drink it.
Whoever thought love is a free verse was wrong.
Free verse itself was never free. I am teaching myself to
love with patience, to love in moderation, in a manner
that my love can sustain itself.

From Lovers Like You and I

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http://www.homeshop18.com/lovers-like-you/author:minakshi-thakur/books/fiction/product:31047193/cid:11275— with Minakshi Thakur.

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