So what if you're unlike me..

A Crow preyed on the only egg layed by the pigeon in my empty flower pot! It stealthily took it away... all  took place in the blink of an eyelid. I was damn angry at the crow. Felt like strangling it. I was mad at the pigeon for laying an egg in a flower pot !!

Later I realized I like crows, independent of the fact that they target the weaker ones. I like pigeons too-no one so innocent and sweet.. and oh so unclean, like them ;)

Just because someone you love does things against your wishes or is unlike you, doesnt mean you stop loving them :) There.... another chapter learnt.

Just remembered a quote I'd read somewhere .. At first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. What we should fear and dread instead is that we won't stop loving them, even after they are dead and gone.