7. Pehli Nazar We have just finished making love. Kabir hugs me and I rub my nose on his chest. He takes my hand, intertwines the fingers, brings it to his lips and kisses it. Even the first time we met, he kissed my hand. He was drunk and we didn't know each other. He collapsed to his knees in front of me and he took my hand and kissed it screaming "Marry me!". He made the whole place laugh. I look at our hands resting on his chest: 10 years since that day and he still kisses my hand. I kiss his hand too and snuggle closer against him.
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