SHOBANA

In my latest book, From Skopje to India , the protagonist, Majaorie Yakob, falls in love with her English tutor. In one of the scenes, he asks her, “Make a sentence from the word ‘love’.” They were seated in the garden on that particular day of learning. Maja thought hard before replying, "Love is a conviction." Love is a Conviction I hold a deeply held belief that Love is a Conviction Love is a Choice Not just an emotion. Love can also mean imprisonment Of one's heartstrings Of one's dedication to the other. Like nurturing your hunger Love sustains and quenches your thirst for devotion. Love is a commitment to be faithful to one another. Her heart fluttered as she explained,  “Love? Now let’s see, what shall I say about love? Love stirs the silent yearnings of your heart until you find a common ground to say these lines aloud, 'I love you'.  Love is to grow and treasure that special feeling inside for the one you love. Love is a conviction." -shobana- Do...

  Love... By any other emotive word, shall it not be uttered to mean as much as it does to lovers. In a breathless sigh it rises  The waves of love I speak of  they rush to garnish the sands with bubbles of mirth. O, bequeath the stars that ride on Cupid's arrow And trail the hearts of men to desire. And I await  my beloved in a hushed silence. Among the stars Forty  A wish to enshrine A Valentine for the one I love is fervent. Happy Valentine's Day!    -shobana-

While beauty around us withers, a once-thriving yield we chose to ignore gathers the dust of neglect and abandonment. We grow silent. In every act of neglect there remains the sigh of hope in hearts to revive the lifeless. We have erred and misjudged we devoured time. It is far too late, the world now despairs while the storms raged and winds raved  the fires of dissent spread in all forms. We live in regret. -shobana-