Whose Is This?

Whose Is This?

Every one is of him, herself. It is their fundamental right. Yet, “I’m yours” a lover says.

A lover would ask:

“Whose nose is this?” pointing to her nose.

“Yours.”

“These Cheeks?”

“Yours.”

 “These lips, hands, ...?”

 “Yours, yours, yours, yours, yours, ... I’m yours.”

Something like that I remember was in an Indonesian Film. So beautiful, so wise.

So, when a lover doesn’t love you anymore, he or she would stop  giving her, himself to each other. It’s their right. They can’t talk, tease each other anymore and might leave each other.

You have no right on a woman or a mother, unless she herself gladly, happily gives herself to you.

February 2013