Strands of hair escape the loosely tied knot and
swing forward to frame her face with a gentle embrace.
Looking right into her eyes, he stretches his hand, and
gently tucks those escaped locks behind her ear.
A tender smile illuminates her face.
She inclines her head, letting the bottom of his palm
caress her cheek, with a tenderness that almost makes him weep,
and plants a grateful kiss on his outstretched wrist.
Aur woh puchti hai pyar kya hota hai.... pagli !