Yet again,it was a bright sunny day,
Walking accross the streets of Delhi,
With vibrant shades and varied people,
with Hustle of leaves of upcoming spring,
honking of horns of a mob in swing,
going past the monuments,buildings and lakes,
through the streets selling paranthas and cakes..
i fell in love with the guy of my dreams,
the person who made everything look like a dream,
going trought the past till the future,
i couldn't stop admiring his knowledge and his realms,
we met on 14th Feb but it was not a date,
it was one side and i dont know if he feels the same,
he said paintings are like poetry ,you feel them from your heart,
he took us through a guided tour of National gallery of Modern Art..
I dont know him since i never asked his name,
i am a teacher and in front of students it woud make me feel ashamed,
but i m a young girl too might be grown too soon for my age,
i wanted to enter the enchanted page,
i wanted to know more and more about the artists,their works,
and i dont know if this made me sudden all airy and feel like an artwork..
his eyes i remember,
i remember his voice,
feels like it is never before happened,
i feel it like its the first time..
but i never know whether it's the last time..
so i don't expect..
because i m too afraid to fall in love,
keep myself back in my cage,
like a baby tiger trying to run away from the jungle,
and love him like a cat who has no mother...
