Picture Courtesy: http://leloveimage.blogspot.com/
This is just another blog in the blogosphere, but it weighs much more and holds more love than anyone could handle in one go. You go through it once and you have to HAVE to stop reading, for your heart begins to dream or weep or *gulp* beat once again. But, then again you visit the blog. Clandestinely. Tip toeing to the webpage for yet another picture or graphic or yet another read. You don't really want to feel what they have felt! Hell no! My troubles are enough for me. TYVM. But when you see so many people pouring out their heart in acceptance, so overtaken by that one feeling -- bowing to the only thing one should readily bow down to -- that you realise there's a ground beneath your feet. You are not the only one.
I have found myself (strangely enough) gazing at the pictures more than the text.. perhaps because the text I sometimes found too personal. It is so personal that I am sure that people who have posted here have not posted for others to read.. they don't care if you read or rubbish it. They write because that's all they find peace in. And they post it onto this blog because they find acceptance here. There is no one here to outsmart them or tell them to go have a life. Its an unabashed, tormented, tortured lover's haven. It is beautiful.
I liked the blog.. but then I find it too overbearing .. too alcoholic.. too stirring..i am not ready for that yet. So again I choose to close it.
PS: I got lost looking at the picture on the top. You will too. :)
