We found our love on our way to the city of love. Yes, we found us back. It was a few months back when I had my exam out-of-town and we planned thoughtlessly for a night out together, for our relationship needed a change. We didn’t know that this journey was going to be different.
From east of our destination, we had to make our way to the west, to what other’s called “The City of Love.” We started our journey at the beginning of twilight and while traveling from rough road to our smooth ride on National Expressway, feeling of responsibility and tenderness inculcated in our mind. Stopping by at fewer places for photography clicked our hearts unknowingly. Moving on this long tiring journey, taking a nap on his shoulder, and his caressing hand on my head connect our souls together.
Our laugh on how I brought water from home but forgot to bring powdered drink unites our tone which went different long ago. Watching traffic lights flashing on our empty road through the darkness and few passing-by cars relieved us from our fear, we were sitting holding hands and our hearts were pounding like drums.
We stopped at a food court to have another memory with-a-tea and then we decided to come back there in our life for the same feel. We reached our destination at midnight and slept hugging each other like two inseparable entities. In morning, when I woke up I found him already awake, lying unmoved next to me, in fear of not disturbing my sleep. While I looked in his eyes, I found his love for me again.
Next, we rushed to wander around the city as I was too excited for my first visit to this symbol of love- Taj Mahal. I always wanted to visit here with my beloved and we purposely wore matching dress code. The magnificent, charming aura of Taj Mahal flushed our differences and we felt love all around us. Apparently, I started feeling filmy. It seemed to me that even Universe is conspiring to give us memorable moments, for the weather turned romantic and soothing.
At last, we captured innumerable memories in our camera and rushed back to our hotel by dusk because we had to come back the same day. Though we didn’t want to! This little time spent with my beloved gave me immense bliss and this journey of ours turned unforgettable. The city of love gave us our love back. Soon, we are preparing to backpack again, this time, love in mountains.
Stay tuned to read more love-related stories, poetries in this month of love.