No matter, how many
words you add to your vocabulary or how well versed your are in any language.
Someday, some moment a person comes in your life and you fell short of word and
expression to describe her.
It’s probably not
about the person. You have been watching her for years yet there comes a
moment and she becomes the most beautiful thing in the world.
That’s the moment of
pure ecstasy.
So Beauty is
definitely not, how things look.
It’s music of a song.
It’s taste of a food.
It’s touch of a baby.
It’s smell of a
flower.
Yet she was in love
with a flower that doesn’t smell.
And I,
I had all desires to
be loved.
But no reasons to be
loved.
----------------------------------x The Beginning x---------------------------------------
