Like two rivers course thru
different routes
each of them travelled in
different directions,
but
an invisible bond always
enjoined them.
Different opinions
different perceptions
different view-points
different philosophies.
Both lived under
one roof
without getting married
marriage to them
was a bourgoise institution
and
no one interefered in other’s
freedom
freedom to them was the
sum total of one’s existence
something sacred.
Whenever they came under
one roof
they engaged in discussions
philosophical clashes
intellectual discussions
heated arguments
disputes keeping nothing
personal ,
strenuous efforts at arriving
at a common platform
undercurrent of all
differences being love
and freedom.
Whenever sex mattered to
them,
they made love
but sex always remained
secondary.
Intellectual pursuits
always gaining upperhand.
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