I woke up to the air hostess announcement to fasten the seat belt , it was landing time. City, which offers traffic even in the mid night, its a long drive to her place. Despite my overwhelming excitement , I knocked her door hesitantly. She opened the door with a soothing smile, much needed to calm my nerve. Then came, that big hug made me realize how I wasted my entire life. May be it was as warm as in the mother's womb. 'How can I say her that she took away all the pain with that hug'.
Next day we drove to this supposedly coolest place. In the late November, there were no surprises, jackets on and blankets over the head . Her smoky voice raised to the occasion to break the tranquility . She was so pure like a flower, just blossomed. It felt like I received first rays of new days's sun. 'How can I say her that I can't resist myself not to stare at her'.
'Haldi ya Mehendi' , she always got it right . While she shows the world her mehendi sketch delightfully. She never realized it was her, who brought the beauty to the sketch.
When DJ turned it on, she was the rock-star of the uptown. She danced like a river without stoppages. In a overcrowded place, all can see was her in slow motion. While she was upset that I was offbeat 'How can I say her , I was dancing to the rhythm inside which beats for her '
On the event day , I was searching for her all around like I was searching for the seat in Delhi metro. She turned up in the ethnic wear, still not sure whether that song played inside me or in the hall." Aankhon Mein Teri Ajab Si Ajab Si Adayein Hai ♫ ♫ ♫ " She checked with me with her eyes to confirm that she looked OK .' How can I say her, she was the most adorable one I had ever seen '.
She called my name to make me recognize that I got the sweetest name in the world . Numerous selfies , priceless expressions ' Oh boy! that smile, can make terrorists preach peace'. She rushed to me check the photographs on the mobile.'How can I say her, I captured every moment through my eyes to make best memory of my life '
She got all the ears, when I spoke my heart out. She teaches , she argues , she takes me through her memory lane . While she sheds a tear 'How can I say her , that could probably start a Tsunami in the Pacific ocean'.
Time had finally come to end this journey. She saw me off with a huge hug asking me to grow up. 'How can say her , I want to live in there forever '........
"Emotions fade.. But not the impressions created by them".
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Bhanu
