Innocently stupid…………

He in a white loose t shirt and jeans, and she in a blue denim teamed with a dark navy blue t shirt, walking hand in hand at their most frequently visited place – the path treading along the dilapidated church walls of the St Ann’s church. The church surroundings were in total peace with the two love birdies , who were among the very few people in city, who seem to know that they existed.The church had heard both of them talk, fight, cry, tease and laugh. And today was no different ,both of them were just loitering around , stealing glances at each other , simply smiling in between.

She (chirpily) : Listen, i want to go to “bora bora”…

He (calmly): Yeah baby, sure . we ll go !!!

she: Do u knw whr tht is?

He: Nope.

She  (a bit irirtated) : You are simplye not interested in wht i say…

He( Stops , looks into her eyes) : I just want to be with you, rest all would automatically be perfect.

She: (Big smile) But tht place is costly , ok . Then dont tell me tht i didnt warn.

He (chuckels) We will manage . Don’t worry. We will share evrything .(winks)

Both of them giggle , cuddle and continue walking , without any other thing spoken.

At 21, both of them didn’t knew, neither cared, if they ever would manage to go to “bora bora”.She understood that nothing in the world is more precious to him than her, and he understood that his life has meaning only when they are together…….

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Pushpak says:

    good one huh ….

    Like

  2. Disha says:

    Niceeeeeeeeee!! 🙂 🙂

    Nothing else matters when you are with that special one..!! 🙂

    Like

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