New innings: Blizzard of love letters, plethora of love in eyes, her image in the voluminous heart, unstoppable smile on lips And the craving to meet her, ceased the door to land of nod. Night remained insomniac, morning azured the hope, the day progressed to reach the prescribed time of tryst. Like an open book, I submitted my heart offering a red rose And she blushed with droopy eyes. The sirimiri from sky blessed me for new innings And holding her hand,I roved. #nojotoenglish,#love,#hand,#sirimiri,#blizzard,#blush