"Incarnation, a blessing"

Early morning struck, her thoughts did come. About what she liked and what she didn't. He often told her, that life was a boat sailing in the pond, the pond of emotions. She seldom agreed and at times kept her confusions to herself, railing upon her head, whenever he said these lines. She was unaware of the truth behind these lines that Rishabh often said, but on the other hand, he was sure of what he was saying. Rishabh really meant and also justified his thoughts. He said, "To love is to feel its bliss, its wondrous offering. It is to give a chance to love that it grew manifold in its outlining. Composed of love were the memories that formed a spectacle of audacity for the incoming future. To love was to give yourself to the dreams and imaginations of the other person. Maybe, it was what romance also had to mean. Love was an experience of beautifying your soul, with freshness of the cool breeze and charm of the Nightingale's sweet sensing melody." In these many lines, he himself searched for what truth was and how it could appear in their lives. Rishabh had a strong sense of calling that it was in the mere feeling that they could get the joys of the world.

Preyashi was a girl always meeting his eyes with either an affectionate grin or with ambiguity outlining her facial expressions. Rishabh's very presence brought to her not just peace of a million stars but also thoughts to nurture and fruit. His eyes had that enigma or were those eyes showing an illusion, she would also question that. To not lay in a fool's paradise, thinking as if their love was the greatest. Every love had its story, and their love story was in the making.

"Over the hills, over the skies, over the dreams that justify, you be mine and I be yours, until in the sky shore we engross, along the birds and with our dreams, to find the sound reality of what was life and in its meaning." These lines formed for what could be said as a song that they sung in the quiet mornings or whenever they woke from their deep slumber. Love gave them an insight into what dreams were, what you meant to the other person. In their breathes, they had configured the most glorious moments. Even with the distance growing in the upsurge of life, in the complexities of life, when they were far, as they had been, romance continued its portrayal and connected the love birds.

At times, holding the hands and arms couldn't materialize in the actual life, sometimes all the imaginations and fantasies could not be true. If there could be anything in the varsity, it was to inspire your life and likewise your loved one's life. It was to express how important you were to her and similarly how much she meant to you.

It was never that you lost yourself in the struggles of life. It was simply that you could learn with the newer insight that you could get with the passing times, with emotions scripting your moments with the aspired fantasies, imaginations. In love no one ever lost, loving itself was winning the chance to understand the world and it's concepts if there were any.

After a long passage of time, after months, Rishabh, who was in the Navy came to meet his love. They sat together gazing at the stars and then staring continuously into each other's eyes. Sharing their thoughts and telling how much they influenced each other. Life was a beautiful dream, they felt it and life dazzled with the charm of innocence widespread in their talks. Love was really a pond of freshness, an insight into the reality and practicality of life intoned with the beautiful imagery of the thoughts, with the dreams.