TRUE HAPPINESS      I would pick pebbles on the way; lazy throw them away     As I walk immersed in thought of you by my side anyway.......     Life is as if with you; even when distance remains.....     I surrender to myself;my emotions and its strains.....    But; passive accept myself and you as you are....    Caring is not a switch to on and off with power......     It remains somewhere deep within     Even as we go about our routine;     It flowers into passion the odd times possibly     For fires may die down only to shimmer amicably      Home truths of all love stories perhaps;      Beyond mishaps of time and changing tide's lapse     To understand or to emotions joyfully shown and said...     The silver or the golden bond , needs no visible thread!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Moot Malini