There are things which cannot be expressed in words. These words give much pain, agony and contempt to the speaker when tried to be uttered. They are best expressed in lines. The words which are now being written could have never been told to you by me. Yet everyday from that special day I tried to convey them to you. These words haunt me day and night, at work and at rest, at the present and through the past and I know it will haunt me forever still. But, when so many of these piercing words, buzz and drone my mind, everlastingly, all of them seem to condense, congregate and mystifyingly form into three beautiful words which had destined a man’s future from times immemorial. From this broth of words, these three words seem to bloom out as a wreath of pearls, in utmost workmanship and perfection, those three words, those three eternal words, I Love You.
Just a nibble of the forbidden fruit;the first proposal that I had given in writing.