lovers in the garden
si vis amari, ama ‘If you wish to be loved, love'
Even before I was touched, I belonged to you; All you had to do was to look at me.
— Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012; "The Burning Heart"
Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
I roam around with memories of someone
~Atmaparichay, Harivansh Rai Bachchan
When Nachiketa said, "Tumi ashbe bolei akash meghla, brishti ekhono hoyeni. Tumi ashbe bolei krishnochura r phool gulo jhore jayeni"
And when Mahtim Shakib said, "Tumi brishti cheyecho bole, koto megher bhengechi mon. Ami nijer bolte, tomaye cheyechi"
And when Anjan Dutt said, "Raasta r koto soshta hotel e, boddho cabin e bondhi dujone, rudroshash koto protikkha"
Somehow, inherently, we have all lost someone we loved.
“It is called the ney...And its sound is the sigh of the lover for the beloved.”
Until it was nothing more than a gray paper moon, hanging in the sky.
1Q84, Haruki Murakami, Book 3
We pretend we don't exist anymore.
We aren't "us" now
Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.
There is nothing more that I wish for, than to hold you in my arms Mi Amor