The
winds are drifting. That’s their nature. The fragrance of rose from this side.
The scent of jasmine from that. And other lovely smells from other directions.
So if you happen to be someone’s rose at the moment, don’t be haughty and vain
about it. The wind is merely blowing from your side at the moment. Just that,
nothing more. And if we simply, naturally raise our nostrils to the wind to
inhale, it’s plain normalcy at work. That’s our nature. We are needy. We need
fresh fragrance to beat the routine boredom-born odor of life. But then the
winds shift as well. That’s their nature. Now that special person, the apple of
your eyes, inhales the scented breeze coming from a different flower.
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