NOTE: This was supposeĀ to be uploaded a day before. šŸ˜›

Quietly sitting in a tamarind colored room, nothing distracted me more than my own thoughts.

My home is under renovation and less than 48 hours left before my exam starts. I knew if I lingered at my adobe a little longer, I would probably lose out on my preparation time.

I knew a place where nothing would distract me. No jabbering of people, noĀ clinkingĀ of the machines.

It had been nearly 24 hours when I last saw him. The feeling of being away for so long, slowly feasted upon my sadness. My heart carved for his love, my body wanting his gentle touch, but something wasn’t agreeing to it. I knew I had to see him, but the words didn’t seem to come out.

Can I let our craziness take a toll on our future, I wondered.
My mind bluntly refused.

Our love was blossoming everyday. Facing so many ups and downs together, I never felt our fondness for each other diminishing. Even though it was maturing with each passing day, it still had the aura of young, innocent, fresh love.

During our early days, it used to ponder me as to what it was. But as days turned into night and day again, our attachment became stronger. He made me feel beautiful. He made me the princess of our world. He showered his blessings like a Guardian Angel. If ever I lose him (God forbid), I know I’ll enter a submissive black hole.

I love him from the bottom of my heart, like a mother loves a child. My life gets better with him.

It still gets me all teary when I think, how a stranger I hardly knew, came into my life, and turned “You and Me” suddenly to “Ours”.

Life has many beautiful surprises to offer you at times, that you get addicted to them, even in deep slumber.