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The Unconditional, Divine Love I Talked About

That day when I was in lot of pain, I turned to God and questioned Him
Oh God, why me? What did I do to deserve this faith, tell me, why me?
God smiled at me and said, "Love is what you did and
When it came your way you said you'll honor it, so...."
My pain vanished at that very moment, I interrupted, "Yes", smiling.
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  1. RajeshMay 28, 2010 at 11:18 PM

    Fantastic, this is the exact feeling all of us have when in trouble. The shot beautifully depicts this.

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  2. MeghaMay 28, 2010 at 11:27 PM

    wow...when i read the poem, i was thinking what exactly it says...but after reading ur comment I understand the deep emotional sacrifice behind that happiness..nice

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  3. Harshad MehtaMay 28, 2010 at 11:49 PM

    Emotions well put in words.

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  4. Vishal RajMay 28, 2010 at 11:58 PM

    Well, everybody has own way of honoring love. I respect your way too. And I am happy being the way I am.

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  5. AnonymousMay 29, 2010 at 12:31 AM

    smile on your face to hide the sadness in your eyes. what are you trying to be some god?

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  6. KayMay 29, 2010 at 1:22 AM

    maybe i have some 'splanning to do... :)

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  7. Vishal RajMay 29, 2010 at 11:26 AM

    @Anonymous: I agree with you. I am human and I am selfish and I want love. Because I am not GOD.

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  8. LoshiniMay 29, 2010 at 5:46 PM

    unconditional love immensely rare. u r blessed if u are able to give it and not only receive it

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  9. Beyond HorizonMay 29, 2010 at 10:13 PM

    well expressed!

    wen in pain we alwys question God. "WHY ME?"

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  10. commited to lifeJune 1, 2010 at 1:35 AM

    all smiles..

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  11. SaumyaJune 5, 2010 at 8:28 PM

    wow!!!

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