Love Shorts #12

I scan through my notifications for her Whatsapp message every morning ,and if it is not there, I look at her ''last seen.'
I perform the ritual several times during the day. I often wait a long time for her message, but if you would ask her, she will say that I take a long time in replying. She can disappear for hours, sleep without saying 'goodnight' or leave promptly in the middle of chat, but if I take a few more seconds in replying, I am disqualified.
''Till when are we going to play the game by your rules?'' I ask her.
''Till you like it.'' She replies with a tongue out emoticon

Love Shorts #11

I realise that we have words and expressions for everything but beauty. Splendid, mesmerising, spell bound, out of this world and perhaps my least favourite, speechless. These adjectives are used so often that they have lost their meaning.
I do not think any linguistic has been successful in coining the words to illustrate the beauty of her eyes when she smiles.
Neither can a writer describe it, nor can a painter paint it and nor can an actor imitate it.
We can never praise true beauty. We can only cherish the smile that it brings on our face.

Love Shorts #10

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She loves making different hairstyles. I love messing with them.
She ties them in different ways. I love to unknot them.
The only thing more beautiful than a girl's face is a girl's face with hair scattered over it.
''I love loose hair,'' I tell her. ''Why  do girls have them tied up most of the time?''
''Thatt's the only way to manage them. They go in all directions otherwise,.' She explained.
''Thatt's the way they should be. Wandering like a spirit.' I argued coherently.
''Even the spirit has to be disciplined to travel in the right path..  'She won the argument.

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I feel so good about reaching Day10. Thank you for all your wonderful support.

Love Shorts #9

               

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Sometimes I imitate her way of talking. Sometimes she mocks my expressions. Sometimes we say the same thing at the same time. Sometimes we do not let each other speak. 
We laugh at these situations. We have plenty of personal jokes to laugh at.
''I love laughing with you,'' I tell her. ''My idea of great music is the fusion of our laughter.''
''Nice thought,'' she gives me a rare compliment. ''And what is your idea of noise?''
''Only one of us laughing at our personal jokes.''

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Love Shorts #8

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When Earth is too hot to bear the heat, the rains come eventually.
When everything is dying of cold  in winter, the spring comes eventually.
We are like nature which needs no alarm to carry forward a remedial activity. We apologise almost instantly or before the next episode of our conversation.
I sounded like a PR for nature's managerial skills.
She cuts me short by reminding me about earthquakes, cyclones and floods. ''Nature never did betray the heart that loved her, '' she quoted Wordsworth, and then added, ''but neither did it spare the one that messed with her.''
The conversation was over.

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Love Shorts #7

She can listen to me moaning over my troubles again and again. She can be a deserted valley echoing back my pain.
She  rather chooses not to let me talk about them. She takes me on another lane of conversation, a far off land from the land of my  troubles. We converse there in quiet whispers.
Perhaps some problems in our lives are not meant to be resolved. They are like monsters that suck their nutrition from our mention of them.
Our quiet whispers quiten the monster.

Love Shorts #6

 
She tell me long tales of her everyday encounters. She describes the plot,  situation and characters with a surgeon-like precision, going back and forth in time. She provide all details, her insights, make impressions and suggest alternatives. Probably the actual events occur in a shorter passage of time . I am not to interrupt her for otherwise she will forget her narrative. All my comments are to wait for an unforseen time when the narrative ends.
''If I were so adept  at narrating details I would have been a prolific novelist.,'' I remark on her proficiency. ''How do you manage that?''
''Just as you manage to be a gracious listener..'' She answers