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Enchantment



Missing my someone..*****(no names ):p ..

You know I always think about the word  'attraction'. What is it? Why is it? Is it just about testosterone and epinephrine, nothing more? I personally hate to think there is nothing more to attraction. I realy do. Attraction which is natural, between a creator and its creation, I understand. But I am talking about the kind of attraction which is illogical, unreasonable, which there is no need of- urgent or latent- and yet no way one can avoid it. There is no explaination of that attraction and yet all the while the mind tries to unlock the mystry with in it. Like the waves of the sea which come up unremittingly onto the shore, all day and night, just to caress the boulder around. What is it that make sea care for boulders? Like the sun which rises and sets and rises again relentlessly. What is it that doesn’t let the sun to revolt? Like the moon which acts as a cupid for all the young hearts. What is its interest in doing so? Like the earth which still has its arms open for any form of evolution. Why doesn’t it turn infertile? Like the seasons which,as if projecting a movie in the theatre of nature,keep playing more or less the same scenes era after era. But what is it that sustains its passion to play? And to think of attraction on the basis of every process in the universe.I don’t believe, is an exaggeration.

Do you?

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