The bright shining sun was hurting my eyes, I could barely open my eyes. My upper story was completely shut down and could not even have a guess what time of the day it was. I was damn sleepy, so it was too early to wake up but the shining sun indicated it was late to arise. I could not feel any part of me except my chest which was fully covered with hair as soft as candy floss with an aroma of lemon may be or orange, whatever I was it was pleasing. I tried moving my hand and in the process ended up waking her up. There she was the face with the cutest of smiles on it with two eyes swollen like apples of Shimla. She had her eyes right into mine. "Good Morning", she said in the sweetest possible voice as if rasgulla's were all she ate. "Good morning my love", I replied. She went on with her stretching of arms and legs, while I sat there trying not to be overwhelmed on having a dream of mine right beside me as I had wished. It has been a decade since we got married, but nothing was much more beautiful to me than her. The typical so called after marriage fights never happened between us, our voices were high only when we used to sing along to the music player.In a month we will be 15 years old since our first meeting and I was pretty sure she would not remember it at all.
Specific was I ever since I have been with her, and she I hate it but poor memory. Though she manages to remember the important dates but I have to make sure she remembers the other not-so-important-but-special-dates! A big phrase to use,eh? Still never felt bad about it because that what she is and that's how we have been in love.
Specific was I ever since I have been with her, and she I hate it but poor memory. Though she manages to remember the important dates but I have to make sure she remembers the other not-so-important-but-special-dates! A big phrase to use,eh? Still never felt bad about it because that what she is and that's how we have been in love.
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