Standing on the top floor of the disc, Dheeraj was looking down but it wasn’t the glittering lights that were falling like a beam of lasers, it was the light of her face that preoccupied his mind. He turns around and saw the light of her life, Reena. He simply stared at her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her curly hair, her small black eyes, her pinkish lips, the way she walks, smile, laugh, the way her cheeks drop when she is upset, the way she takes hours to get ready. Every single thing about her…
Indian-Sage
by Prateek Khamesra