Her love for snow

Minus 13 degrees, its teeth-chattering cold..
Mild winter winds sound like a ghoulish roar.
The pathway has lost its path,
Everything’s covered in snow….
A two storeyed wooden farm-house,
Shining a bit with that dark blue glow
Across the road, in front of the balcony..
Is a range of snowy mountains where no one goes..
Dark green hills with narrow and round peeks…
Made of tall pine trees, the residence of ghosts…

A bunch of people, from city are here..
To experience peace and mother nature to explore..
Fights for those blankets;
Fights to stay near the heater;
Fights for those gingerbread cookies;
Will become memories which they will surely adore…

While all are dancing and singing songs..
Playing Chinese whisper and dumb charades..
A girl thinks,”It’s not where I belong”
Shivering in the balcony, she stands apart.

She wants to get out of the closed house,
She wants to lie down and play in the snow,
But she also fears the scary night…
The thought of darkness shivers her soul.

Leaning forward in the balcony on that chest high pole.
Taking a sip of hot dark chocolate to fight the cold…
Black winter pants and those boots are on;
Fur of which is thick enough to survive a snowstorm.
She’s holding the cup of hot dark chocolate
with a cute pair of muffins,
Head and ears covered with beanie,
having same color, baby pink.

Inside, wore a thick fleece t-shirt…
Full sleeve, turtle neck, Grey in color.
To deny the chilled breeze to freeze her body,
A good full length red hot Trench Coat covered.
The fitting of her clothes is absolutely on spot..
Her body is totally covered, yet she looks so hot.

From a distance, she’s a Red-velvet cheese cake…
Only parts visible, her face and her neck..
A thin Golden nose ring,
The sexiest Indian thing.
Black round glasses..
Capable of killing masses.
Long dark brown hair,
Skin tone, so fair….

Lower lip has a dark shade of intense red lipstick..
Upper lip and tip of nose is covered with chocolate.
If I was her man, I would’ve grabbed her close,
And kissed her nose, to save that chocolaty droplet.
My heart skips a beat, I can’t control my emotions..
I can stare her for lifetime, if she grants me the permission.

Her eyes are lit up, her face has a smile,
The reason lies above, in the night sky.
The sky is lit up with bright colored fireworks,
It sparks the light within her and kills the darkness..
Neat and tidy, just like her winter clothes..
She cleans her heart and swipes out the cold mess…


Gifting💝 a chocolate🍫

I am one of those people who is crazy for chocolates🍫
But I have never been that charming one
who gets chocolates from girls on birthdays
I’ve always been shy and at a distance from girls.

But this nature of mine has been a blessing in disguise
So what if you’re not offered chocolates,
You love it so you can always buy it for yourself.
I am fond of eating, sharing and gifting chocolates.
I see it as a tool to create and spread happiness.

When I gift her a chocolate🍫,
She accepts it and divides it into half
She gives me a choice to select which half do I want
She acknowledges my efforts and appreciates the same
She believes in balance of giving and taking
I will most probably be happy with her.

When I gift her a chocolate🍫,
She accepts it and removes fruits and nuts
She offers rest of the chocolate to me,
She is the one who looks for mutual benefits
She believes in win-win situations
We will always encourage each other and grow together.

When I gift her a chocolate🍫,
She accepts it and starts eating the chocolate
She offers a piece with a smile and takes a pic of us
She cares for me as well as the chocolate
She believes in these gifts as a form of memory
We will argue and fight and will find happy moments.

When I gift her a chocolate🍫,
She gets excited and puts it in her pocket
She goes home and eats the entire chocolate alone
She forgets about us when there is chocolate in-front
Maybe she is a selfish girl with mean motives.
Or maybe she is yet another chocolate lover like me💝.