The Crush.

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Today, I am letting out a secret to you, I will tell you how beautiful my crush is. So without further ado, let the words flow for you, dear.

Hey, Girl!

I still remember seeing you in that beautiful outfit while I was struggling to analyze my thoughts for the major event that was coming up. Just looking at you and having had heard you for the first time I understood the meaning of “Love at first sight”. It was like Cupid was ready with his arrow and struck me as soon as you spoke the initials words to me, those lovely words which you were uttering with innocence.

Before meeting you, I had seen your glimpse in some other spots but I never knew I will be so damn attracted towards you after seeing you so up close. Soon after our first interaction ended and you got skipped out my mind. I knew you are around but somewhere being preoccupied in a useless yet beautiful mess that I was in, I regret surviving in my mess rather I would have focused on you. But none the less here I am right next to you waiting for you to understand my feelings for you.

I remember our second meet too, it was with my best friend and partner in pranks aka Rajiv P Rai. And soon after that meeting, you occupied my thoughts filling all my conversations somewhere or the other. Right after the brief meeting you, I spoke to Rajiv about your innocence, kindness, sincerity. I learnt one thing right away is that “Innocence will be beautiful.”

Next time I literally made the most self-acclaimed critic person in my life aka Dubey to meet you so that he knows I am not ending up in the useless mess again. And guess what, he gave in the green signal that saying “Yeah man, she is all full of mystery and innocence” that’s it. I was all over you, mentally, in our third meeting. But at the same time, I was heartbroken that you had your love in the past who died. I was numb for a moment and didn’t realize how to handle the situation. That night I don’t know why tears shed for my eyes for you.

Later, the only way to maintain contact with you was stalking you all over the social media, name it and I was already following you like the pug followed the boy in Vodafone ad. I slipped messages in your DMs but you kept on ignoring me, I tried getting your contact and attention from all ends but the only thing which I got in return was your ignorance. Even last night you were in my dreams, we both having a lovely cup of coffee in beautiful weather and so I decided to ping you once again, and here I am drafting this open letter to you. I would like to tell you just for once reply to me, my girl. Just look at the messages I have sent you below.*

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Last Sunday, I took a step further for you and I knew I just have to make sure I express my true feelings for you. I ended up getting tattooed/ getting a tattoo on my arm with “Always”, a beautiful word by Snape when Prof. Dumbledor questioned his true feelings, as I know you are a big fan of Harry Potter. Oops, that’s some other crush, damn it when I wrote about it here. Ignore this ignore. Abort! Abort the mission! OK, I am just kidding will tell you why I got the tattoo some other day maybe something different other than the blog.

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(Source: WhatsApp Forward)

So I was talking about you my lovely Gal Gadot, you are simply…

You have a babyish ingredient in you,
but at the same time, you have the flavour of personality that is seasoned like a graceful lady…

These lines above are from a poem which I have written, which I will surely share with you in whole when you revert with some smile. 🙂

And yes you look Gorgeous in that red dress.
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Source: Instagram (@gal_gadot)

When a close friend said to me it is my waste of time chasing you, as the feelings are just from my end to which I replied in full on dramatic voice and emotions “Ek tarfa pyaar ki taakat hi kuchh aur hoti hai. Aur rishto ki tarah ye do logon mein nahin bant-ti. Sirf mera haq hai iss pe.” (There is an unmatched power in unrequited love, Like the other relationships, it is not shared by two people. It belongs only to me.) (Maybe the first and last time I actually used Sharakuh‘s line)

I know it may be kinda cheesy but I really would love to dedicate this charming poem to you by Carl Sandburg.

Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.

Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

Carl Sandburg

It just slipped out of my mind, I came to know you have some serious apple craving too. 😛

[P.S.: Of course, the asterisk marked paragraph and screenshot is just a dramatic representation of me getting ignored over few tweets, and it will be real stupidity to expect a reply from you but maybe, just maybe this letter may get your attention or maybe you to read this one, you can tweet back any day on @Milesh37, awaiting for your reply. Also waiting for your next movie when I can meet you up.]

Peace! ~ αm

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