It is strange.Strange in the sense that we hate the person we love - not always but many a time.His comments boil our blood,his smile seems detesting, even his look or thought annoys us.

We try to avoid him.And then - we become helpless in doing so.

We miss him when he is not around.We miss him when we have something important or silly to say.We miss him when we read or hear something worth sharing.

On the other hand, many a time we hate to tell him something important because we know we won’t get the response that we want or we’ll hear something just the reverse.Still we can’t help telling him.

Well this is how the love and hate relationship works.Isn’t it ??

He remains our most loving enemy.