When they say you are in LOVE ..........

When the adrenaline rushes through all nerves in your body the moment you see him / her…. then be assured that you have been recently gunned down without your knowledge. That’s when you feel the first breeze of romance, the first spell of LOVE.

Yes, LOVE , the larger than LIFE phenomena that touches you , me and everyone atleast once in a lifetime. LOVE is an eternal blessing, a divine gift. There can be nothing more peaceful than enjoying the feeling of LOVE. The feeling is not just wonderful but enchanting.

The spell of being beautiful and feeling the same is cast on you. You are guided by your emotions like they have dethroned you and taken charge of your SELF. You are lost in your daily familiar surroundings. There seems to be a famine of words when you wish to speak to him / her. A second’s wait seems to be longer than a decade just for a glimpse of him / her. Your enchanted self loiters in the lanes of romance.

Dare to get soaked in LOVE !

Humble Submission .....

To love you was neither a compulsion nor an option but a fortuitous action.


You have stepped in
as the elixir in my life...
as the benison of plenitude...
as a blithe spirit...


Forbearing my perennial pestiferous habits...
embracing my often grouchy moods...
with your contagious smile.

If feelings could have expressed themselves then i would not have been stingy in using words to express the love that my heart beholds.

"Subtle Love".........

(Finally the figment of her imagination is real !!!)

If anything splendid................beautiful...................could have ever happened in her life ..........it is definitely the very feeling of walking into the purple land, the land of orchids......holding those reassuring hands.............his fingers caressing through her locks ......when she is
lugubrious.............his composure embracing her often splenetic rather cantankerous self......his silence gulping her incessant gabble..........his candor winning her heart........his peevish philanthropy ! …….. a pellucid character....the man of her phantasm....is real...loving her invariably ,selflessly ,incessantly........throughout........
The chimes of the bells ,the chirping birds n even the cacophony around sounds so musical..............n the zephyr................just kissing her face ,passes away whispering into her ears a name.......the name of her “subtle love”……