I am so in love with you, I can’t tell you enough. I have seen ways you have been and how you sheepishly smile and do things you don’t do for anyone.

तुम्हारे साथ उस प्रेम दिवस के शामोत्सव में मुझे पिछली रात की याद हो आई, और होठों पर अनायास ही मुस्कान उभर आयी, तुम्हारे हाथ थामे जैसे छोड़ने का मन ही नहीं हो रहा था,

सर्द सी वो रैना, और उस रैना में तुम अग्नि उत्सव में हाथ ताप रहे थे। एकटक निहारती ही रही तुम्हे, चेहरे पर तुम्हरे अग्नि के बढ़ते हुए रंग जैसे सुनहरी सी मखमली छाप छोड़े जा रहे थे, तुम्हारा आकर्षक सा चेहरा और सुभग हो चला था।

You know, stop looking for the person, instead let the person find you…in emotions and feelings there is nothing logical, there is everything magical. Let the magic happen to you.

You are driving peacefully, your eyes on the road, I ask you something and you look at me, I can’t read your eyes, Those lovely eyes. I want to keep looking at you, but I can’t. I feel shy, and I look away. Your pretty face, I want to hold your face in my hands and kiss it all over.

कैसे कह दूँ , क्या है मेरे इस दिल में , कहूँ भी न और तुम समझ जाओ। बिना मिले , बिना देखे , बिना सुने मेरी साँसे पढ़ जाओ। कभी किसी से कहा नहीं पर तुमसे कहना चाहता हूँ। पता नहीं तुम समझोगी या नहीं ?

To be in love, to be constant, to be someone’s speed dial, to be someone’s fingerprint sensor on their phone, to be their heart, to be their comfort, to be someone’s first thought, to be someone’s last phone call, to be the most important part of their day. Someone to laugh with, someone to cry with, someone to share your day with, someone to grab those midnight dessert cravings with.

She is looking at me and I knew at that moment, she is the one I have always wanted. It was her charm, it was her. I am sure, I have never been so sure about anyone, or anything in my life. I grab her, and she looks at me, kissing on my lips. I savor her defiant mouth!

I see her dancing, her body swaying to the rhythms, her soft hair flowing down her neck to full-bosomed red hoodie, moving to her little face movements, her shoulders doing the enticing dance. Samar holds her and they both are kissing each other.

My eyes don’t leave her perfect bikini body and her wet hair sticking to her naked back. She walks out of the ocean dewy and holding her surfboard. Sand sticking to her feet and each eyes looking her way.