Love at first sight!

She had amazing lips. Rosy, pink, kissable. Shekhar wished he could kiss her at the instance he saw her. It was election day for the state, and they met on the election booth. There is nothing much to life than her lips he felt as he couldn’t take his eyes off her face. He couldn’t fathom if he liked her, her face, her forehead or her lips. She was one to die for Shekhar felt. In this big bad world, she was a ray of hope he felt. Even when he had met her the first time, he felt that their souls belonged to one other. Niharika. Her name was Niharika.

He peeped through the registration booth and figured out. And he instantaneously googled the meaning. It meant many things…dew drop, curtain of mist, one who admires looking at herself, nebula. And he could not figure out which one suited her better or was it that all of them suited her as well as the nature that was enveloped in the meaning of each of them. It was love at first sight. The seed of love had been implanted and now Shekhar was worried how would he ever get to know her better. Just as he was staring at her the election officer announced his name loudly and confirmed his voting identity and helped him proceed at the booth. She went in another booth and got done before him. Consequentially, she left earlier than him. Shekhar came out a few seconds later only to see Niharika go away from there.