तारीखों में बंध गया है अब, इजहार ए मोहब्बत भी

h1.Love

Love is a basic emotion.It is breathed,smelt,sensed,inhaled and exhaled as feeling,creating the music from the air,the winds becoming tunes,the flora and fauna as the orchestra of the philharmony.Love is created by every organism in the Biosphere,propelling the urge to give,to contribute,to spread happiness,bonding and binding all in pleasant interaction.Every organism becomes the origin of radiation of love.When a tree is cut,then a part of you that inhales from the tree is cut.Love is pure air breathed.It is not the factory fume.It needs the morning mist,not smog.
When Bulldozers,cutting machines,levelling machines,chemicals that clear by killing…,create the economic development,a gigantic massacre happens.Machines poison the air,they themselves cannot love and they banish love because they poison your breathe.When full blown cities full of vehicles and vehicles of all types take over,leaving not a blade of grass,leaving no free animal,people die continuously in life.Fleeing gets euphemized as work.Dying becomes living.

The Biosphere and Love are one.If you stop breathing you cannot live and love.When most organisms cannot breathe they too cannot live and love.You have to live lovelessly,with machines,with a rubber synthesized spouse,with music created by machines,all emotions extinct.Art and music die within you,and you see the Super Hero,His Plaything the Heroine on the TV screen,with you as the inert spectator.The Super Hero usually is a Diabetic,fighting the high BP,radiating smile by employing dupes,dupes that usually are blessed by some nature and so can really give real smile.But the Diabetic champions love…,the techno-love.
YM