❤️This topic is only for the ARSH moment, I would cover Armaan Supporting Shilpa in another topic of mine..This is exclusively for the the ARSH rocking moment😃
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One's first love is always perfect until one meets one's second love.😊
Greek GOD (Armaan)- Hottest hunk, the mischievous tease, cootchie coo cutie, stud muffin, fantasy dreamboy, heart throb Armaan Mallik there in blue ufff hot and happening ....His mischievous teasy laugh , what a naughty fantasy , smooth good-looking and flirty macho dude.
Sweet Angel(Shilpa) - sparkling eyes, black straight hair, slender fingers, accented long nails and red nail polish. What a dress! The thin fabric delicately graced the curves of her tall, thin body. The neckline, at the front. Sweetly feminine? Yes. Ah, seductive! .She looked like a perfect sexy sweet angel!!!
Anybody looking at them on the first glance would say that they are romantic a born romantic.❤️
You always admire what you don't really understand.
Yes Dr. Shilpa admiring Dr.Armaan Mallik for having supported her with Ridhimma and his style of talking to a girl and the beauty of his cute kid like trait which he has when he is with them, definitely a macho hunk but falls into the cho-chweet categorey.😃
I think I need to call heaven because they've lost one of their angels.
Now the moment ARSH shared ...uff
Yes the words were not necessary, every other thing tangible became secondary, they both discovered themselves in the eyes of other, their reflection was dancing in the eyes of the other, today it was that moment between Armaan and Shilpa the moment, where they found themselves in each other. There was an electricity passing on between them like the serence movement of river feeling the connection which binds them together with a knot that is gripping
What do you call something like that? What do you say after something like that?
When he winked and blewed the hot hair on her face with a smile to move that strand of hair from her face , so poignantly, gently and possessively, time just listened to them, just stared at them, time danced the happy dance in ecstasy, and when they got lost into each other's eyes, it became a dream. And time stood still, blazed, sizzled, burned, smiled, and silence spoke, told tales that no words would have done justice to, sang the songs of bliss.
Was it a dream? Was it reality? Or was it that beautiful fairytale again?
If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put U and I together.❤️
You know what would look great on you? Me.
This moment definitely left mark on the hearts of these two and ours too😊