A cool breeze was blowing, and we sat looking at the waves, trying to touch our feet. She was holding my hands, and I could feel her hair on my face. She asked me, " What are the waves trying to say? It looks like they keep on repeating, but no one is listening. Isn't it? " She looks at me. Her beautiful eyes are like the waves, awaiting answers to her questions, and equally, I, too, wait for her questions, because I love answering each query, and I know I'm also the answer of her life.
With a smile, I answered, " We need to come here together every day to understand the waves." Holding my hand tightly she says " sure I shall come every with you".......

A cool breeze tousled her hair, and she placed it on the other side of her neck. She looked at me, and I asked her, " Do you love me ? With a smile, she replied, " come here every day with me, and you will get your answer. I could see the answer in her beautiful eyes. She caught hold of my arms, and we started walking.......
© Krishnan
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