Aug 18, 2011

The Boy who Loved...The Chosen One

The first time it was when in his name she was putting henna on her hands.

The zeal was evident by the mere fact that she hadn't put henna by herself, since the last few years. She did it quite frequently as a child, when she wondered how her cousins managed it, loved trying it on her own hands scribbling the worst designs ever, designed 14-15 times a year & waited eagerly for an occassion to become the reason.

This was the perfect reason...the auspicious most occasion. His parents were to meet her for the first time.

For the first time as 'The Chosen One'.

In his name...

Under his spell...

She was.

In love.