Its Shimla- the Favorite place of couples so as mine because I’m here, here with you- The Beautiful you, we walk along the Mall road, hand in hand, heart with heart. We talk, talk about love and how lucky we are to have each other. I can hear the tapping of your shoes, I look at them and smile, smile because you’re wearing my favorite shoes from your collection- High neck brown colored shoes now covered with snow. We walk, walk up to The Ridge, you look excited, you ask me “Isn’t it amazing?”, I look at you and reply “Not more than you Shona!”, you chuckle. Its cold out here, but the patch between us through our hands keeping us warm. Momentarily you find this softy corner, you ask for one. I buy two chocolate softies for us, I pay money with my left hand because you refuse to leave my right, I’m happy you did that. With mountains around, snow covered roads, jealous people at the Ridge we enjoy our presence with the chocolaty flavor of our softy. We resume walking, walking ahead, hand in hand along the road, wind has now started accounting its presence, your untied hair start falling on your cute face, you with your hands full, one with the softy and other with mine unable to collect them, you irritated speak “Hadd Ho Gyi Yaar!”, I’m looking at you and your struggle with the hair, I also not want to leave your hand throw my half left softy just to help your hair behind your ear, you notice my move and smile after this blissful feeling, wind is up with its work, your shoe tapping continues . You after licking your softy two-three times realize the sacrifice I made, you offer me your softy, I smile and you speak “ I love chocolate you know that so saari mat khana”, I agree “Don’t worry Honey, we’ll share it”. After this I enjoy the sweetness of the softy with the sweetness of your hand. We’re happy, still walking along The Mall, hand in Hand .
-Kartik Tewari
u seem almost in mush,, every happenibg nicely put in words :)
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