
A lot remains unsaid, it’s the society.
A lot is felt, but unexpressed, in a society.
Trying to define love, it ridiculed the pangs felt by Meera, now dances in joy at her divinity, is the same society.
Love has permanence, but where does the permanence lie? Does love change or just the object of its affection show a wide range? These are the questions, framed and refrained in every society.
Where love solidifies, it becomes less of love more a chore for society.
Love is in us, it finds expression outside…in whom, is ordained by the society.
This society, residing in the mind, resisted by the heart…has found a prisoner willing to play the part.
Some have broken the bonds and attained liberation, but I am still here, respecting the confines formed by this society.