Worship

" So why don't you talk to her any more ? You don't hate her, do you ?", Anwar asked him.

"After years of being together, you still don't know me. Do you ? I do not carry hate with me. My feelings for her can never turn to hate. It will always be there, like a peepal leaf in an old book. I know she does not like me, but that does not matter to me", Asif replied.

Anwar said, "Well then whats the use of keeping this old petal in your book ? You can discard it. You will find a new love".

Asif replied slowly, "That's how you see it. It is love for you. But when you love a stone, its called worship".