That beautiful thing called 'LOVE'

 

They sat cozily facing each other. He stretched the chair, sat comfortably; pulled it further to get closer to her. He gently touched her hand and began to play with her fingers. She responded to this flirtous sin with a sensous giggle and an intense gaze with her black kohled eyes. She raised one of her left fingers to remove few strands of her hair that posed as a hurdle to the lover from a close encounter. She winked again. A gentle dimple formed on her cheeks.

He stroked her hair and drew her closer. Both of them sipped each others’ coffee which brimmed to the full complimenting the heightened cresendo of their love. There was no meaning of their prattles. They were engrossed in mysterious yet unending conversation. Such is the intensity of love, such is the power. It binds two souls with an eternal thread of attachment. A sense of belongingness that clings two hearts together for a time immemorial.

The chairs laid vacant for long for there was nobody except these two love birds. He animatedly drew sketches with his fingers on the table while conversing with her. A loud thunderbolt struck outside. The bright sun was concealed by smoky clouds. A gentle drizzle started followed by a cold breeze. It brought along with it small droplets of water which settled on his eyes. He winked a bit. It interferred in their romantic delusion only to make them realise that their intense love needs a little break only to understand what is happening around. She pepped outside the window panes, looked up and allowed her face to get wet with the season’s first monsoon. Soon, the drizzle changed its form. It started to shower and made their romance warmer.

A sudden silence prevailed all over. Somewhere the two were waiting for this moment. They wanted to seize the opportunity for a perfect love making moment. He decided to make the first move. He sealed his eyes on her lips giving her a subtle hint for the obvious. She understood the sign and responded him back with a gentle nod. A cloak of silence prevailed all over  the deserted café as they brought their lips closer. He raised his right hand and moved his thumb over her soft lips. She took a deep breath and reacted to this sensous endeavour with a passionate kiss.