Every chaos around has fallen silent. Not always do you walk to the terrace so late in the night. In search of something, as if it were readily available at this place and hour. At the silent hour, sitting and gazing at the star-studded sky slowly turn into a cloudy night. A gentle breeze hinting of distant rain, and the faint drizzle slowly kissing the forehead, the visit to the terrace does not seem random anymore.
Always cute nuvvu...
I Love You, Shalini... \(^_^)/ Heart-shaped Rose... For you Shalu Shalu... Yay! Woohoo!...
"...Pretending to be so strong, knowing everything around is so wrong; Oh Love! What is taking you so long?!..."
The more I resist to kneel, the higher my soul soars...
-rPhoenix