A thousand Kisses Deep

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
~ Pablo Neruda

This is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read in my life. I love every bit of it ..

On love and relationships

I recently had a conversation with some friends about love and relationships and how things tend to be different in Kuwait; some of the things that we discussed were whether or not they would be willing to marry someone who is not Kuwaiti, one’s nationality doesn’t matter to me but I do realize it’s a big issue here as the majority of them said they wouldn’t. The other issue that came up was weather or not someone would be willing to marry someone of a different faith. I know most of you would probably say no but think about it, what if you were madly in love with that person? Would religion be a factor ?

First Love

I’m sure most of you have fallen in love at one point or another and I don’t mean crushes I’m talking about real feelings where your heart starts to beat faster and you start feeling the tingles and butterflies. I have always believed that when you fall in love with someone for the first time, that person will forever hold a place in your heart and no matter how bad the break up was, no matter how many tears you shed, you will always remember them. As you meet new people and let others into your heart, that place gets smaller and smaller but never quite leaves you. From time to time you may notice how the simplest things would remind you of them, and in the end there is no more pain, no more hate, there are only good memories left to remind you of the times you’ve shared together, in the end it's all good ..