Dream with my open eyes, With many more layers of love, Love, for the one to whom I never met, And never saw, She was Artistically beautiful, As I don’t think , could ever see a lady of such grace. With Her Beautiful Eyes , More like the Moon after eclipse. With a Little Sharp nose, May have customized before her birth, Lips , like Little Roses layered with Dew Drops, Soft , Smooth and colorful. She looked like a Beauty with a Mysterious smile, But before I could solve it, She Disappeared.
so I visited the same place. Same temple and clicked the photograph with the same pose. Which and where I was exactly 10 long years ago, this time to celebrate the 5th birthday of my niece, Janvi.
But now, it has been me and only my family not the one who was with us 10 years ago with unofficial permission.
Like everyone says time flies. I accept it. Time flies and the situations do change. Smile remains there but question is about the genuineness of it.
It was not easy to do but did to show to the world and the people around that everything is fine to me now. And I am above such sentiments.
Deep down, silently my heart being the usual human heart was pumping at a speed more than the usual sprint of a horse.
I Asked to click images randomly so that I could have the best one in the gallery. But not even a single PIC was good to have. As the smile was fake and my eyes where not ready to face camera, may be heart was not liking it and the face was not supporting my forced Instincts.
Everything there was same to same and I recalled every single moment of mine there a decade ago. Be it roaming everywhere around there with wheels on my legs, playing stupid pass time games or even captivating energy for some useful work and some how bringing out that WE moments in between.
The roads,The people, the ambiance, the staying rooms, the Temple and of course the God.
Yes I have been a teenager by then and very very care free monk.,with some good etiquettes which I still have,by being real and raw sometimes at heart.
But this time. I have been quite silent matured rather say changed version of mine, silently observing everything what was there then and now, also my little eyes went for some tearful ride as well when was alone as I have been mostly by being with many with a reason and with a purpose more personal. 10years ago, never thought about this visit nor the circumstances I am around with, never felt that I have to face such realities in love with hate and cheat.
Forget about it.
I really feel that it has been heavy on my heart at that moment but when I rethink about the same I feel good about it. That overcame my very own created barrier. And surpassed this hurdle.
In Love With your Puffy Cheeks,
R Prakash Rao 
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