Dear Avantika 6
I want two hands of a believer whose hand does not make the body tremble!
Rather, love is mixed throughout the touch. The love that surrounds all the purity of the world.
I want to look for two eyes that ignore the black eyes of the pair of beauties, surrounded by dark circles, and find a mountain of equal fascination in the middle of those eyes.
I want a company with which all the loneliness of the world disappears.
I want a book where you can take safe refuge when you wake up in a nightmare. When you are upset, you can hug and cry a lot.
I want a heart whose every vibration will start with my name.
I want a believing man who can be loved and not just this birth but hundreds of births can be spent effortlessly with closed eyes.