I was the air.
I was stock still when those sets of eyes locked..
Only I could pierce between those eyes before their language said it loud!!
I was the breeze.
I wafted through those cheerful, bright and the hopeful Lucknow roads.
I flew through all those emotions.. a current of delight, devotion, and enchanting!!!
I was the whirl-wind.
Twistered and whisked him away falling into the depths of valleys.
God!!! I was condensed... to think what if my mother Gomati was not present there!!!
I was the zephyr.
Drafted and drifted through the smiles and sweet nothings.
I was the sing-song stream of joyous passion, gleeful music that carried whiffs of AKC once again!!!
I was the gale.
Breathed rage, huffed and puffed at the sheer madness of those visitors.
I was a violent blast of hurricane...to see the precipitated tears in her eyes and gusted out the guests!!!
I am the gentle whiff.
Playing melodies of Musical tunes once again and whispering the promises.
Looking ahead for the fresh breath of Season2 again!!!πππ