Muddapappu Avakaya- comfort love

If you asked Mama, our story started with inconvenience. I was the kind of person who ran toward chaos, laughter and stories waiting to happen.

Murari is well... the kind who never ran at all. Somehow, we still met in the middle.

I always thought love would feel like adventure. I didn't expect it to feel like coming home next door.

I thought peace meant silence. I liked predictable days, quiet evenings, and uncomplicated people. Then Rumi moved next door and ruined all three.

Loving Rumi wasn't a decision I made.
It was something that happened while I was busy trying to stay unaffected.

Because sometimes love doesn't arrive in perfect harmony...it grows in contrast.