I often wonder, What attracted me the most about him?
That honest heart,where I placed my entire part.. I wish I could measure the depth of his love. But for that I've to drown into it. I can stare life long into those blinky eyes. For those trust worthy hands, I can go on my knees. I can drench all of me, To quench his thirst of love. I can feel his presence on my inner soul. Because his soul is attached to mine, eternally.
He is the mixture of thousand waves, I know he is the one I've always desired.❤
So I had a biology final today and I was pretty scared but it went smooth. There's this one question, "Write a note on regeneration of lizard's tail?" I just knew two or three lines, I didn't know how to drag it more so I tried hard to think. I flipped my pen thirteen thousand two hundred and sixty six times in hopes I'd get something in my worn out mind but no magic happened.
As I chew my bubble gum, that even lost all the sweetness, I felt like vomitting on a Thanos faced guy who felt like summoning up demons with writing as fast as the speed of light (but I wrote like turtle but still finished it earlier) Seeing his exceptional power, I flipped pages of my paper to check if I attempted all the questions and I actually did. I devoted all my evil powers to cheat but his writing looked illegible from sitting on the back (even doctors wouldn't have dreamt such neat handwriting in their wildest dreams) I even dropped my pen but that merciless creature was so busy that it felt like he didn't study whole year but seemingly, out of miracle, he get to know all the questions by luck, that he only studied them last night.
Seeing such kind of injustice, it hurted right in my meow, meow. At last, I glanced at my class, all were in hopes of cheating (on each other). Before those merciless ushers carried my piece of foolscap to the headmaster's table, I wrote the poems in anguish and pain of failing badly in cheating exam.
Apne aanchal ki chav mei Rakh kr mera sirr Vo loori sunaya krti thi Chott lagti thi mujhe Aansun vo bahaya karti thi
Kudh kuch na manga apne liye Har duaa mei meri baat krti hai Jahnum bhi na tha naseeb mei Aur usne jannat mere naam kr di
Ek aanch tak na aane di mujh pr Mere liye vo sab se ladti hai Hass kr sehti rhi har gham Aur apni muskurahatein mera naam krdi -nbsanta
These words are not enough, i can't think of words whom i can weave in manner to describe her and what she meant to me, she's my everything. There are million things i want to say, even million lifes aren't enough for what i want to portray.I hope she come across my words cuz i can't say these things in person Happy mother's day to every mom in this whole world❤