Love comes slowly chronicles

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 As was I annoyed with some of her quirks so did I miss them at the same time, I had yet to realize I secretly adored all her idiosyncrasies- her nagging me while I lay lazy on my couch, the spark in her eyes when I gift her something nice, her singing in the kitchen, it has always been so pleasant to my ears, with her childlike laughter that brightened up my day, now I couldn't live without them. Maybe I grew old and so with time, I settled to love these nuances, these little moments, a lovely Humsafar adding colors to this brief journey of mine, a touch of gentleness. She was the cure to my ailments. Our bond did grow stronger we just had our egos in between now and then to ever accept it fully. 

 I felt it later, that love is more than passion, it has its roots deeper than that. For passion surely dies and with it, the initial attraction and that may shatter your expectations. And what comes next to fill in the vacant space, it may test your patience, for such ardor has to cool down for something deeper to begin, the familiarity to grow in. I felt then the different colors love has to offer, how it can be slow and subtle and yet so very penetrating and transforming. I can see her as an emblem of such a devotion, and I cannot imagine any other way to know it, to understand it.

My beautiful Emai, the love of my life. 




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