Ladies and Gentlemen, She... The love of my life

Sweet Flashbacks:

One day, she complained about my 200 pages diary that I promised to finish with two hundred poems. She argued about the 199 empty pages. I replied," I am not getting any idea that hits my heart, you know, something that strikes the soul!"She made a funny face and tucked her hair behind her ears.

After a pause of absolute four seconds. There was a spark in my eye. Yes, I got that. Something strikes my heart really hard. I held her hands and made her sit on the nearby chair that we brought together (well that's another story). She raised her eyebrow and smiled questioningly. I made a dramatic gesture with my pen in hand as if I were drawing my next masterpiece. She also acted the royal bowing gesture. I laughed. She also laughed. Her laugh helps me silence all my loud insecurities. It satisfies ears. It makes my day. Then I started writing and incredibly it ended to become a nice sweet poetry:-

"You are a phantom of delight;

when first you gleamed upon my sight :

A lovely gift God has sent,

to be a moment's ornament

And yet a spirit still and bright,

with something of an angel light."

I remember it clearly. She was wearing a blue saree shimmered with yellow as if interwoven with light. Her eyes sparkled with a new shine, so honest, so innocent. After listening to this, there was an extraordinary smile on her face. She said, "Itni tariff ajj !" (so much appreciation today). Let me tell you she was really bad at giving a comeback after she has been appreciated. I said, "Come on man,".She slowly came closer, kissed my cheek, smiled, said "Thank you" and ran off to garden. I love the mere chamber of the fragrance of the jasmine flowers she put into her hairs.

But as we all know, beautiful flowers are plucked earlier from the garden. She was one of those beautiful flowers. She brought charm to my tasteless life. She brought colors to my black and white life. Now I lost her . I have nothing. She was my everything. It seems as if somebody snatched my soul out of me.