Hardik Vaidya (26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)
What is love?
Does it have mass? Is it a reagent or a catalyst?
Is it a reaction? If so, exothermic or endothermic?
Does love weigh same on moon?
Is it an electrical circuit a neurone firing away? Or misfiring?
Is it a question in the first place?
My heart tells me it's a fools stop.
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