Simply love

Eyes drenched and then rubbed

For sometimes a book stains a mark

Mad seems normal and normal seems mad

For there was neither mad nor normal

Only one universally truth called love

Only ratio of absence and presence of it determines the rest

remained ignorant of  this fact

Kept searching the world upside down

But it always was about the love

Relishing on the  victory of your brother

Or the acceptance of your sister's affair

Or the tiny acts of teasing your friend

Or a long walk in the midnight

Or simply imagining your parents sacrifice

Or marching forward in the unidirectional  solemn destination

All converging into  a simple package of love and rest

My mind could not conceive

which could penetrate to the core ...