Her mind is like a diamond, perfectly cut,
Her heart a pond overflowing with passion,
Pouring love into the lives of others.
Her eyes are oceans, emerald irises gleaming,
Her face the full moon on a clear night.
When she laughs, her teeth sparkle in the light;
When she speaks, pearls fall from her lips.
Her body is a Raja Ravi Varma painting,
Her crimson gown clings to every curve.
She walks as though her feet never touch the floor,
She dances with the grace of a trained ballerina.
Elegance, beauty, poise, and grace converge in her.
When she enters, the room itself brightens.
Conversations falter, every head turns.
Men cannot take their eyes away,
Women veil their envy behind whispers.
She charms with wit and wisdom,
Surrounded by men vying for her attention,
While women search for faults that do not exist.
I watch from afar, apart from the throng,
Admiring her beauty in silence.
Though we studied in the same class,
I knew I was not in her league.
She was my best friend in school,
My neighbor, my companion on the walk to class.
After school she moved away,
And all contact was lost.
Different colleges, no reunions—
I wondered if she remembered me,
But I never dared to try.
I kept my distance, content to see her adored.
Then, as I refilled my glass,
I felt her presence beside me.
“Remember me?” she asked, her voice crystal clear.
“How could I forget?” I answered, trembling.
“I searched for you all these years,” she said.
“But you never came to reunions,” I replied.
“I wanted only to see you, not the others.”
“I looked for you too, but could not find you.”
“My father left suddenly; I couldn’t say goodbye.”
“What do you do now?” she asked.
“I am an architect,” I said.
“I am a doctor, a physician,” she told me.
Then she spoke words that stunned me:
“I fell in love with you in school,
But I lacked the courage to say it.”
“I loved you too,” I confessed,
“And I still do.”
“I am glad I came tonight,” she whispered.
“Let’s leave. I want to talk to you alone.”
We stepped into the cold night,
And went to my favorite restaurant.
We talked until closing time,
Then I drove her home.
At her door she kissed me softly,
Promising we would meet again tomorrow.
I went home overjoyed,
My heart soaring beyond the moon.
Days passed, our love grew strong and true.
One year later, we got married with our parents’ blessing.
Friends gathered, rejoicing in our happiness.
Married life was bliss,
And we lived as though forever blessed.
