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                                                                                                                                                            क ल फुर्सत के वक़्त , बिटिया के संग जब  साझा की पुरानी कृतियाँ                कुछ पूरी, कुछ अधूरी  कुछ कही कुछ अनकही  दे गयी मेरी आँखों में पानी             और  बिटिया की आँखों में हैरानी  वह हँस कर बोली , सही किया मम्मी , जो तुमने लिखना कम कर दिया... इस से पहले की में कुछ कहती उसके                   ...

February 14 — Valentine’s Day. A day when expectations bloom like roses. Flowers, cards, chocolates, candle-lit dinners... the world seems to pause and ask, “Who loves me today?” Everyone celebrates it in their own way — some with grand gestures, others with quiet longing. But beyond the gifts and dinner reservations, a question lingers in my heart: Do we really understand what love is? I’ve often heard that hate is the opposite of love — but the more I observe, the more I disagree. Hate is noisy, reactive, dramatic. It still carries emotion. It still acknowledges the other. But greed — greed is different. Greed takes. Love gives. Greed drains the spirit of others to glorify the self. Love sacrifices, quietly and wholly. We often confuse kindness with love. But kindness is reciprocal: "I’ll help you now; you’ll remember me later." Love, on the other hand, isn’t measured. It doesn’t send reminders. It flows, because it cannot do anything else. We love, and in th...