I wrote this during an emotional tilt, months back. Hope you all like it.
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Oh my God!
A self and happy realization of not being a different specie anymore. Yes, I have fallen in love and not because I want to be picked in thousand beautiful ways.
Indeed, it is titillating and rip-roaring yet horrendous.
A moment when I’m flapping without wings, singing without fears, laughing but not because someone cracked a joke, and crying hard without losing any hope. As if I have got the best jelly beans amongst the lot and there, my love – so hot.
And I feel rejuvenated and all charged up.
When a bud is all set to bloom and gets transformed in the most beautiful flower, spreading marvelously heart throbbing fragrance. When a lover is startled with this new feeling all around, the “sun-rise” automatically looks nourishing and “sun-set” turns all the more romantic.
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