The law of love

SAHIBA:

He was a mystery. or that is what everybody thinks. When you are near him, he is what you can feel, think, or breathe. It was was like the ocean-nobody knows the depth. As you go deeper, it gets darker. It engulfs you like the waves of the ocean till you can't breathe anymore, and then you drown. What can lurk in those magnificent waves? No one knows. You have to be prepared. You will either drown or swim, that is if he let's you.

I never thought I would say that about Shekhawat. He felt like waves of ocean that would collide with rock mountains, letting them know about their presence every once in a while. They were calm and deadly. They take you places where you wouldn't know whether to enjoy or be scared off.

ABHIRAAJ:

In the labyrinth of my thoughts, she is the constant, an ethereal presence that weaves through the fabric of my consciousness. It's more than infatuation; it's a subtle obsession, an intricate tapestry of emotions that I can't unravel. She permeates my every waking moment, a whisper in the symphony of my thoughts.

Her laughter echoes in the corridors of my mind, a melodic refrain that plays on a loop.

But there's a darkness in this obsession, a shadow that whispers doubt and self-awareness. I wonder if she senses the intensity of my fixation, if my thoughts cast a shadow that she can perceive.