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Yet another jewel Pansy like in the
heaven's blue gardens the dazzling moths among the whisperings and the
champagne and the stars.The love of ur Ashni is more than a beauty for what is
always beyond reach; it is an expression of tenderness n warmth to each other ,
the heaven which allures us and sustains us, the only paradise we shall ever
know, the only paradise we ever need. Read the beautiful update last nyt n
was desperately trying to coax sleep, and imagining paradise as a
place where a sleepless neighbor reads an endless book by the light of an
The grandeur of Ashni's luv in Kashmir...How peaceful it was, like the light evening breeze stirring the small leaves of the grapevine that clustered around the electric bulb, making the shadows move and change on the yellow mat below. Like the splendour of the dark water rippling audibly, as if a tiny fish had come to the surface for an instant and then darted beneath. It were peaceful moments such as this that makes us yearn for ur updates.
Sunrays peep in through the window disturbing Ashutosh's sleep...they're sleeping in same state as they tucked themselves in the duvet three hours before...he opens his eyes...the feel of Nidhi's breath on his chest...swelled his chest with joy...he slowly pulls out his arm and makes her head to rest on pillow...but she opens her eyes and burrowing her head in pillow she drowsily greets him, "Good Morning"...Ashutosh leans forward and uttering, "Good Morning! Pecks her cheek... I woke you up...sorry"
The warmth with which u portray ur leads is so lyrical. It makes me feel as if perhaps, after all, love did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps . . . . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful fraternity, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
I can just quote some lines from
Omar Khayyam as an obeisance for ur writing:
A book of verses underneath the bough
A flask of wine, a loaf of bread and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness
And wilderness is paradise now.
Thank u Pansy for such benevolent update
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