I could take back those moments that snatched you away from me or maybe just wipe away those ten minutes when you came to me for the first time and I looked into your eyes to realise what love is.

Today many of these selfish politicians are preying on the nation itself - (belching corruption and farting discontent!)

Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?

I eyed her like a thirsty traveler in the desert looks at a pail of water.

Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.

Love, he told himself, was open to interpretation like any other abstract indulgence but followed the same principles everywhere, irrespective of everything else. One, either won or lost in love, there was no bridge in between, and he decided he had lost, lost to himself, if not to her.

Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from.