(...From the previous post)
Yeah, that was!And it is not quite often that you stand by the window to find someone leaping over your neighbor's wall.You move aside to take a clearer view.Thank goodness, he is just taking away a few mangoes.Mrs. Dutta wouldn't surely mind that!Seems he is done, as he leaps again, this time outside...to move off to some other locality, some other tree.The moon gradually unveils herself...and sends her light across the window grills to cuddle your cheeks.You literally drown in this affection, enjoy her warm cuddles, while your parents in the next room know absolutely nothing about it...Oh God...the owl hoots again to disturb the mood.Stupid bird!!!The dogs begin barking as a simultaneous effect, and create a nuisance again.You are utterly irritated...
Your eyelashes now, defy your idea of standing awake all night.Your feet ache badly, and the eyelashes surrender.You silently shut the window and tiptoe to your bed.You find the fan groaning, and amidst it's monotonous groan, you never know, when you fall asleep.
The next morning you wake up, stand in front of a mirror, and dare to acknowledge...YES, I DID FALL IN LOVE.
Yeah, that was!And it is not quite often that you stand by the window to find someone leaping over your neighbor's wall.You move aside to take a clearer view.Thank goodness, he is just taking away a few mangoes.Mrs. Dutta wouldn't surely mind that!Seems he is done, as he leaps again, this time outside...to move off to some other locality, some other tree.The moon gradually unveils herself...and sends her light across the window grills to cuddle your cheeks.You literally drown in this affection, enjoy her warm cuddles, while your parents in the next room know absolutely nothing about it...Oh God...the owl hoots again to disturb the mood.Stupid bird!!!The dogs begin barking as a simultaneous effect, and create a nuisance again.You are utterly irritated...
Your eyelashes now, defy your idea of standing awake all night.Your feet ache badly, and the eyelashes surrender.You silently shut the window and tiptoe to your bed.You find the fan groaning, and amidst it's monotonous groan, you never know, when you fall asleep.
The next morning you wake up, stand in front of a mirror, and dare to acknowledge...YES, I DID FALL IN LOVE.
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