For the one who lives in my heart

I have finally gathered the courage to write about this.

For the last million years of my life I was living thinking Love and Attachment are directly proportional to each other. If you love, you are attached. And if you are attached, you are in love. FYI, that aint true. On my recent trip to Bombay I comprehended that both of these feelings are mutually independent of each other.

Attachment as a process is tedious. It comes along with expectations. We focus more on becoming happy ourselves instead of making ‘us’ happy. Most of us forget how it is to feel liberated.

Only when I was in Bombay, I discovered I am not attached to the one I have been willingly loving the most. Those four days in Bombay changed every perspective. And discovering this was a thrilling experience.

My most favorite color of the rainbow is love and not attachment.

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