In your younger years, you crave for the taste of romance and somehow the idea is to experience it through a person. By the time your hair starts greying, you realize that romance is not something you limit to a person. Romance is in the air - so you fall a little in love with almost anything and everything, knowing how fleeting everything is, temporal & ephemeral. The leaves will soon turn yellow. The sun will soon set. The full moon will soon start waning. The flowers will lose their petals to winds. The waves have almost instantly retreated. The coffee cups will soon be stained. The kids will soon grow up. Parents will soon step into their incapacitating old age. Friends will soon be busy with their own lives. The romance is in the moment. Here and now. Not in the grand gestures but in all the smallest of details - in the ordinary, in the mundane, in the normal everyday living...
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