My heart beat wildly as her eyes moved to my lips. It took no conscious second thought for me to glance down her mouth, her full, sculptured lips – perhaps just the second thing I noticed about her on our first sight - the other being her glittering eyes that stole my breath, so unusual …

Of all the times I give up after failed conversations or failed first impressions, I am trying to pursue this one. Why? I might never know. Maybe, it is her name. Maybe, it is the vibe that she carries. Sometimes, it feels silly. Sometimes, stupid. She probably is a busy person. Or is she the …

Let me try and re-live the moment again: "I look at her straight, no detours. Her clothes cover her in a rebellious way. Her hair is midnight-black. And those beautiful little curls on the edge, gently flow over her shoulders. She breaks into a smile and her lips curve into an ordinary grin. Her ordinary …

She was not the kind of girl to whom you'd lose your heart, on seeing her for the first time. She was the kind of girl to whom you'd lose your mind, after spending valuable time with her. She was pretty of her own kind. She was effortless in making you fall for her conversations. …

You wouldn't believe me if I told you the number of times I tried to convince my other side of the brain to write this piece. There was a conflict. A huge one. I wondered if I was the only one going through this. I looked around and realized I wasn't alone in this battle. …

It didn't take me long to convince her for the trip. A weekend getaway. After a day's long hike and a good dinner, we reached for our room that night. The trip was important to both of us for different reasons. I had been single for a while and I needed some company. She found …

She laid there by my side, silently staring at me. Thoughts kept creeping in and that took a toll on my sleep. Like every other night. I closed my eyes trying to shut everything. All of a sudden, I felt her soft hand running over my forehead swiping my hair to one side. Her fingers …

You say what you think. I write what I feel. Yet, we are lost for words when we meet. Thank you, for coming along. As much as I'd have preferred staying back on my bed and sleeping away to glory, I equally enjoy admiring the beauty of nature. We are half way through the trek …