Sally and me.

Things on the outside may not seem to be the way they are. We like to pretend that we are doing good, much better than someone else. It is always necessary to find a scapegoat, that someone whom we readily condemn and criticise. Because this is the only way we know that we are loved, by believing that someone else gets lesser than us. On the other hand, someone who gets more love is a noted enemy. It is all highly pretentious.

But I know now that loving a person is only fulfilled in silence. There are many magic moments that I feel when all is quiet. In tranquility, I see and feel you. Not because you love someone less or the other more. It is because love is not discriminatory and fake.

In that few seconds, I never felt so loved.