Am not waiting for the rose day......
Am not waiting for the propose day
Am not waiting for the day, called valentine....!
Let people be fake more and more this time....
But am not waiting for such a day called, valentine....!
True love doesn't need to show off..
Fake love can't survive without show off....!
Let people celebrate the fake love and life...
But poet will never wait for the day, called valentine.....!-
8 FEB 2018 AT 18:59
8 FEB 2021 AT 20:06
They once again proposed each other
When the seeds of love within their graveyard
bloomed roses!-
8 FEB 2018 AT 21:00
Taking her hand into mine, I bent on one knee to the ground and said,
"You know baby, someone once said to me "Go get a life", so here I am, in front of my life asking her to be mine. Will you?"
She bent down, came closer, and hugged me in the tightest way possible.
"I will be the luckiest to have you, honey," she whispered, with tears gathering in her eyes.-
8 FEB 2021 AT 8:12
सुना है आज के दिन लोग इकरार-ए-मुहाबत
करते हैं
तो चलो हम भी आजमा कर नसीब अपनी कलम का
देखते हैं-
8 FEB 2019 AT 18:56
Me : *on my knees*
"Daddy, why are you on your knees?" Pihu walked in.
Me : *thinking of a perfect reply*
"And daddy, why are you asking mumma to be your queen?"
"Because I'm proposing your mother," I finally replied.
"But mumma got married to you long back. Isn't she your queen already?" The curiosity in her eyes grew even more.
"Mmm! She is. But you know, according to a story, you should propose your queen on 8th February every year, otherwise a dragon will come and take away the queen." I somehow managed to reply.
"Huh? That's ridiculous. What kind of stories you grew up listening to Dad?" She started rolling on the floor laughing.
Her mother joined her too.
And there was me, with my face buried in the ground.-
8 FEB 2020 AT 16:23
"Hon!!” I heard my wife call out my name while I was struggling to get out of the bed. Lazy Weekend.
Subtle sounds of cooking filtered from the kitchen. Oh wait! What the hell was she doing in the kitchen.
"What you upto? You don't belong there. That's my department." I responded in my sleepy voice, a little louder though.
"Come here. Help me with something," she said further.
"Fine. Wait.” I got out of the bed and walked into the kitchen.
Shit. There she was. Down on one knee, with her left hand asking for my hand, and the other one had a plate with an “Aaloo Parantha” in it. Wait, what?
"You know one of the main reasons behind me marrying you was you being a good cook. All I could cook was Maggi until now. I know I am still a beginner, but this is from me for you. It's our first Valentine’s Week together after marriage, and today is supposed to be Propose Day; So, ya…! Mm! I love you.”
I stood there, blushing, smiling, sort of an emotional flood. I was definitely clean bowled. Was this the cutest proposal ever? Or probably the craziest? Hell yeah.
That was the probably the best "Aaloo Parantha" I ever had.-