Anastasia Parker POV:
"Heeemm.... Ehhee... Hmmeee... Ehee..
My heart wants to touch you, even after touching
My heart wants to attain you, even after attaining
A homelessness is coming
A fragrance has started coming from my breath
A madness has cast over my heart,
That I can see you even with my closed eyes
How do I tell you
How Much I love You
Yes I love you.."
Finally I finished my song, I watched towards the judges, they all are watching me silently, did I sang some note wrong? Suddenly a loud cheering noise came to my ears.
"What a beautiful and incredible voice you have Ms. Parker. When you were singing, i just lost in your song and i know everyone feel the same and they love your voice. Cross your fingers and hope you win this show. Please take your seat and wait for the result" with Anchored last word I marched towards my seat.
"And here our last but not the least performance...." Anchor voice again boomed in the hall but my focus was not on him, I am thinking something else, I was engaged in my own world.
If I didn't win this competition, what will I tell to my Dada, he will be very disappointed with me and most importantly I will not be able to fullfil my muma's last wish.
YOU ARE READING
How much I Love you...
RomanceWhat is love? Lust, attraction, beauty, money is not love. sometime when two different hearts meet and mend with each other, without saying a word, fulfill each other problem. This is called love... Come with me in new journey of love... with hate...
