Prelude

We don't see each other every day.

When we suddenly meet, even though you pass by me, I don't have the courage to speak.

I don't even get to stare at your black eyes. 

I haven't witnessed your enchanting smile.

In the realm of reality, I may be colorless, but in imagination, my world is vibrant.

There's no one here to separate us.

No one has the possibility to question you about me.

Here, if we wish, we can get drenched in a shower of emotions.

We can walk by the seashore.

We can go to all the beautiful places on Earth,

My boundless imagination has no limits.

Here, I let go of even the infinite.

Sometimes I achieve the impossible.

But are you only in my imagination?

I desire to find you in reality too.

Sometimes it feels like time freezes, caught in the gentle touch of your hand.

I wish I could hold you shamelessly.

Sometimes I also yearn to laugh with you, heartily.

We will get lost in a rickshaw, escaping the city's chaos.

We will enjoy the beauty of the night in the city's lampposts' glow.

I will witness the moonlight with you.

With a cup of tea, we'll divide our sorrows.

If you get angry, I'll shatter your anger.

I won't throw away your small requests.

Starting from beloved stories, we will enjoy life's thrilling moments together.

We'll write letters like the old days.

In heavy rain, we'll return home, soaked .

We'll harmonize with your singing.

A sapphire blue saree will adorn you, like silver.

I've heard that dreams might come true. But will you also become mine beyond my imagination?


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