Manvinder Singh

“Get drunk in love for it has no hangover, but only bliss”
― Rabjot Singh

“The definitions you seek cannot define it,
the logic you create cannot confine it.
It flows not with the passage of time,
yet it is the time by which you rhyme it.”
― Rabjot Singh

“Another relation crumbles,
Another wall goes down,
Once sensible in Love,
Now they both appear mere clowns.
The atmosphere is filled with grief,
For no mistake of theirs, even the parents have no relief,
Finding fault is now the common norm,
And it further increases the storm.

Is it that difficult to be in Love?
The words took shape when I heard a story of another failure.”
― Rabjot Singh

“See around, you shall find how relations oscillate between love and hate; it is the misery we our self create. What love really is we hardly know in spite of the big descriptions we all so eagerly throw.

Some seek it to run away from a dark past, they think salvation through it shall forever last. They forget, it is their psychological need which they mistook to be love otherwise it is a simple greed.

We brought it down from profundity to mere clinging and addiction, it then no longer serves as a benediction. The ancient texts declared it to be the elixir of life but the modern human reduced it to be a mere reason for strife.

Who truly loved have become scattered fragments of folklore, the beautiful suffering of it was such they always wanted more. They never looked for it in outer shapes and forms and perhaps created it all from their inner storms.”
― Rabjot Singh