"Do they know how strong your Bhakti is?" Bhojraj asked as Meera looked unsure at him.
"Bhakti? I love him." She corrected.
"What is the difference?" He asked, eagerly.
"Bhakti is flawless. It puts someone in a God's pedestal. Love brings them down to earth and makes them human. Love is not flawless. I can accept ten flaws of his and love him anyway. It's a choice."
"It's love then?" He enquired. Meera smiled a little, her cheeks warm with a blush.
"I guess it is."
© Suranya
