Her,–The first glancing of “Her”. [1]

The very first glance – Its like a smoke floated in a no wind. Those sharp blade like eyes, intruded into my brain. After seeing her lips I understand the softness of the petals of the flower. Her voice, I understood the uniqueness of it and identify her voice in a noisy crowd. Sometimes her silence is also soo beautiful like a short break between two musical notes. Now I figured out politeness also hurts, When she is soo polite to me. The quintessence of love is to make an drastic impact in a persons life.

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