Author's Note:

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*laughs*

When droplets of beauty cascade like rain over your skin. You can do nothing but stare at in wonder. Or be lost in its reaches, drown in its mesmerising trenches. Or you can simply melt into mist and disperse within its atoms.
Or rather, you can close your eyes, inhale the feel of something new and write.
Write and write and write. Till your rejuvenated soul dripping joy and yearning, satiates its need to spill and brim what it has been filled with: Love.
But I'll say, Love and Beauty. The only two elements forever unseen, untouched, unsullied and unblemished. It's atomic structure and properties, still not understood, unwritten and unheard of.

So on this day, I pick up a peacock's feather quill, and let the ink rain blots over the yellow parchment, inorder to begin writing this Beauty Of Cosmos.

One may as well think that the dedication of this book will go to that dark hued beautiful eyed wielder of Sudarshan chakra. But when all I write is already His in every manner possible, why is a dedication necessary, is it to tie down the wings of poetry that could fly across ages and enchant Universes?

No.

*slow smirk*

For once, NO RIGHTS RESERVED. 

This work is for the World. For you. For me. For love. For beauty. For soul. For the Universe.

And I do sincerely hope, that all who read this find Love in every manner possible. Eternal, pristine, unblemished Love.

*smiles*

Yours, 
Indeevara

P.S. This is a valentine's gift for someone special (I know, I know, now don't make me blush)

*innocent*

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