From *HIM* to *HER*

You make me speechless. Everything about you!

Nothing could be charismatic to know, my Goddess is reading this with her heart melting eyes.

 You have already captivated me, my soul, my heart, Darling.

 Does your height matter! No! I want to know you the way you are. I am dying to.

No matter from where ever you are. I want to find you if you are lost!

I have not craved to know where you go. I have never planned a meeting for you. I know Destiny is doing it on our behalf. You are already mine.

There is no I or you left rather only “WE”.

If this is love I am in love with you in the most beautiful way.

I want to spend my summers with you. And protect you from those selfish winter breeze. I want to be the person you look up to.

No matter which fruit you like, I’ll eat all if you ask me to have one.

“Window – Shopping” will be our favorite time pass. As I once learned how much you love fashion updates.

Do I care how much you have studied? I am never gonna judge you for any damn thing on earth.

It doesn’t matter what struggles you have faced, I will make sure you don’t face any from now onwards.

And I would never want you to go for a Cosmetic surgery. You are wonderful the way you are. Ask me!

Those blueish-blacking eyes makes me fall for you way and again.

I would never ask you change according to the circumstances. I am dying to fulfill your *Kid-ish* desires. 

And that swiftly moving front flick covering touching the corner of your lip, is one gesture I get mad about!

No matter whatever Hair-do you prefer, you are already my Princess. I will give you the Tiara someday. You deserve one!

No matter you wear Indian, western or combination of any – You are one Dream Catcher.

No matter you like the sports or hate them. I am never going to force you for any.

Don’t feel alone. I may not say this to you, but I can cross oceans for you. I mean it.

You make life worth living. I want to study for you. So that I could bring anything on earth or beyond which you ask for, ever!

It doesn’t matter if that stubborn dentist scares you for the Root Canal procedures, I am going to protect you. I will make sure the pain never boggles you.

I want to grow old with you.

You are already my Angel. I will prove you this someday. Though proves aren’t required in love, but here, you will certainly know what I want to convey, with time.

For now…

I Love You, Sunshine!      

Immense Love
Swatii Chandak!



37 thoughts on “From *HIM* to *HER*

    1. Glad you liked! 🙂
      This picture inspired me to write this with a twist.
      I was about to write another perception depicting a girl’s emotion, but automatically it turned out to be completely different.

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  1. This feels more familiar than I care to admit. Two lovers who may, or may not have met. A love that endures miles of separation. The beauty is in the strength of their emotions. This describes your post, but also what I share with the one I love.

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  2. This GUY to THAT GIRL.

    I want to quote this* no matter which fruit you like i will have all if you ask me to have one.*
    And the window shopping time pass ^_^
    Love love love! ^_^

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  3. Swatii everytime I read ur blog u give so much of true meaning to love. To life. M spell bound reading this. And your pic is very nice. The greenery , the rain and you with that beautiful smile. Totally loved it ..

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    1. Thank You, Darshith!
      Nothing good be blissful to know perceptions matching my words. How exciting to come across the views.
      I wish never-to-disappoint my fellow bloggers or readers 🙂

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