Themadgirlobserves:

Love has two types.

One is silent,apparently quiescent, soft-footed, beautiful as the twilight, a trifle sad,assuring as the darkness of the night, purifying as the first drops of summer rain,pure as a child's smile,serene as a dolpurnimar chand,safe but passionate all the same and always, always there!Dhruvatara r moton.



The other kind is eloquent, sure as the morning sun,intense,passionate in the conventional sense,makes its absence felt ,also its presence,scorching as mid-noon but just as purifying,dazzling as laughter,kalbaisakhi,makes one lose directions, as ultimate as death and just as true.

Both types are what legends are made of and tragedies too.