Yes its true, that whatever we do is truly from tie bottom of our heart. Intentionally or unintentionally its that crazy little organ that beats in the centre of our body. I must be dead sure to say this because there must be people out there who may think otherwise.
When the sun comes out and the tempreture drops a whirwind kicks up just about enough to cry a shot forth from the heart, after a heart is just a heart its just sweet hardship my beloved in life in itself, just from the heart it comes, don't you think?
When two leaves from a tree, from the branches of the tree they fell and even tough after seasons passed those two poor leaves in the desire to rise (sprout), they passed over those haunted deserts without even a gloomy miraj. Those leaves my beloved were not really leaves, those leaves were our hearts (yours and mine) they we our hearts. You know if you have a heart then you'll feel pain, if feel pain then you ought to have heart pumping sweet blood of emotions, and we keep on leaving every season behind.
There are restrictions within relationships, there are chains of thorns and doors and walls which are heartlessly stoned. But even so these leave take root and even so their buds bloom and their romance succeeds even with this rain of fire. And finally the characters of the story meet with the power of their bonds, these bonds are nothing but bonds from our hearts (yours and mine), they are really from our hearts.
The miseries of the heart feel just like bubbles of water they estinguish and form again just like a damn natural cycle and you why? Because they are bloody from our insane hearts (yours and mine).
Isn't this wonder? A heart can never go wrong no matter what happens, when that diplomatic and hypocrite brain ours stops working and responing to our plea, that time only the heart gives you a path to walk on and do something good for yourself and for other ofcourse!
So relax and think about this when you really find time with yourself.
