When the festoons of the spring giggle, And flurries make them blush.
In the dormant hours of dawn, You came to my heart like an angel
(Added later)
I was slashed away from the chimera. I was sweating profusely, gasping for breath and life…. Let these tribulations simmer. Am I looking for a hideout? I was searching for her. She was my companion during the pipe dreams of those dubious years and frantic race to reach the pinnacle of success. I miss her a lot; even before the first meeting . Time is running out. I want to be with her and there started my exodus. She cuddled me like a kid. I was melting down. Everything around was having a different savor. I hugged her like a baby wanting to go back to mother’s womb again and remain dormant for ever.
Her smile was like a million resplendent stars winking; her touch was so gentle like a gentle stream . I wish not to wink as it will take me away from this regal visual and visceral ecstasy. I surrender myself to her on my freewill. Every moment with her elevated my spirit from that of the partisan of aesthetics to the ardent follower in search of spiritual bliss. I could experience tranquility in whirlpool and echo of silence. I was back to my elements.
Every little changes in season reflected another shade of her beauty.
With rain, she giggled like a blooming lotus.
With snowfall, she stood still like a majestic Willow.
When Sun scoffed at her, she was glowing like diamond.
Mullah's musical tribute to almighty during the Namaz from the Masjid near the lake side and the bells ringing from the shrine on the hilltop - is this the anthem of peace and harmony?
She showed me the path and snuggled me like the clouds descending down on a lonely mountain. She is everyone's darling. Everyone wants to own her. My feeble thoughts or ranting might not save her. I do not want to own her. She is my crown of glory. She is your crown of glory. Please spare a heart beat for her. Please give her a moment from your life. She deserve nothing less than our life.
When the chirrups of lovebirds resound, a veil of sorrow covers my heart,
I miss you so much, Love you so much(added later)
~Memoirs of visiting Kashmir Valley to escape from the sun and humdrum of Delhi
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