Beloved Nilima
I sat down to write poetry
I want the picture with you
I want to paint in colorful colors.
All imagination
All analogies
You are my darling
You are all the rhymes, the poems.
Beloved Nilima
The humility of Kashful at your feet
Draw my picture in black
Open the south window
I'll blow your jhumko vine in a little storm
You are innocent by pressing the black of the forehead
Kadamba, Keya
Jasmine, Hasnahena
Kamini, Mallika
I have built Shefalimala to teach you.
I put my sun on your forehead
The vastness of the blue sky
Hemantalakshi, you are dear Nilima.
Good afternoon to you. Your photography are awesome. Each pictures are so beautiful, the quality looks so sick. The third picture is the one I liked the most, because it's amazing and that shot was perfect