Wanderlust Woman - Part 11

When I say I love you, it means I love you into bits and pieces.

I will do anything to make you feel special and you can see me smiling and twinkling with joy!

It's not because I am crazy, fueled with madness.

I am such kind!

I give a part of me to you so that you're drenched with my warmthness.

I will love you in such a way that we inspire each other to become a better version of ourselves,

I will love you in such a way that we grow together, stay for one another, argue healthily and visualize our future.

And most importantly I will let you love yourself than me!

This is my kind of love.

I wont love expecting anything in return.

I will love to share our life.

I will love to see your smile often.

I will love to hear you call my name in your voice.

I will love to get teased by you.

I will love to make memories:)

This is me.

Priya.

PK.

"How is it?" she asked moving her hands hooked with bangles.

"It's awesome."

"I made it!

Our first tea,

yeah."

"Baby come soon let's go and stand, its time."

"One second."

She came out moving the curtains behind wearing a pink color lehenga with yellow and blue dupatta weaved by the tribals. The natural dyes were playing with her soft skin and the yellow colored rope on her neck gave her a new meaning.

"How do I look?"

"BEAUTIFUL..."

"Aahann, you're my kid," she said pulling him closer. They stood near the waterfall posing for every photograph with smiles and laughter. The village was crowded after a long time. All enjoyed the drinks and had a gala time dancing, singing and talking. She didn't unite two families but two villages, she has empowered a community.

"So what's next?" she asked munching the chicken.

She saw people burning the chicken under fire stick and added,

"Not only humans came from nomad but grill and barbeque too".

"I wish I am your brain, how such thoughts come to you."

"Shona! lick this chutney."

"It's mehandi baby not coriander."

She laughed out loud turning all the heads on her side.

As they finished their dinner, he packed his bag and hers as well as she laid on the bed like a kid tired after the excursion trip.

At 4 am the alarm rang!

"Baby, come let's start."

"Where Shona...?"

"To ladakh."

"What?" she asked looking astonished.

"Yes to ladakh on the bike listening to my stories and songs."

She bathed quickly and changed into her white t-shirt and blue hot pants. Her lengthy curls was done into a pony.

"Let's start!"

"Yes."

They both sat on the butkas and waved bye to their big family and ignited their engine.

"Baby, your bike sounds like music, why do we need headphones?"

He smiled and they started to travel together. Not for this trip...

but forever.