It's the only evening
of all my life yet,
When I didn't saw the birds, clouds or the sunset.
When the tea-sips weren't actually felt.
And I don't remember how other things were or how was I,
but I have a picture in my mind, which is clear and still as sky.
I know it's from the same eve and it's of you.
Do you remember, don't you?
Coz I do!
As It was first time I met you...
That picture is a secret which
I won't describe in poems or letters, for others to mock about.
But I will bring glimpses of it in them, for everyone to keep wondering about.
And I playback it in my mind, to bring me to you.
When you smile the way you do.
And I blush thinking of you.
In the same way it all happened that blessed first eve,
In the best way I remember,
yes I do!
- Aakanksha D.