Yesterday,a friend and i were talking about soul mates.
In the middle of the conversation i told her about something i consider a big possibility -
that there might be no one meant for me this whole lifetime.
I am a terrible thinker, they say.
But it isn't pessimism for me.
What struck me was when she said that she still has a couple more years to find out if she has someone meant for her.
She's only 23 and hell she thinks that way.
"We have a lifetime to search and wait for love or for the right love to come", i told her.
Why do we have to give ourselves a deadline?
LOVE is not food that we have to mark with expiration date.
Love never expires.
Never close your door at 27 or at 40, or even at 70.
If Love can enter through the window anyway, why don't you just open the door?
Sometimes Love knocks on our doors a little late.
But it wouldn't ever mean it's TOO late.
People grow old, and age fast.
But Love, is a fountain of youth itself.
Love has no age.
