WITHOUT YOU, THERE IS NO LIFE
Sati loved everything about Her Lord. Especially, His prowess in poetry.
“Say something nice,” She would say, as they sat together and looked at the clear night sky.
He would just laugh and say, “You are very nice,” and then smile.
One day, She implored, “No, say something really nice.”
It was then that Shiva said the most enigmatic thing. “Love, there is no such thing as the end of life, but, without you, there is no life.”
“That is lovely,” said Sati and embraced Him. And then, a few moments later asked,“What exactly does it mean, though?”
“It means…” said Shiva mystically “That there is a part of us which is eternal, but that part is of no use, if there is not another to share the eternity with.”
“Say something nice,” She would say, as they sat together and looked at the clear night sky.
He would just laugh and say, “You are very nice,” and then smile.
One day, She implored, “No, say something really nice.”
It was then that Shiva said the most enigmatic thing. “Love, there is no such thing as the end of life, but, without you, there is no life.”
“That is lovely,” said Sati and embraced Him. And then, a few moments later asked,“What exactly does it mean, though?”
“It means…” said Shiva mystically “That there is a part of us which is eternal, but that part is of no use, if there is not another to share the eternity with.”
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