She was sitting comfortably on the branch. In her classy posture, looking at the world with her dreamy eyes. World is so perfect! It is lovable, beautiful, fair and rewarding. Ideal and perfect.
There she opens up her wings of the heart, feeling the romantic breeze - getting ready to dive into the melodies of her heart. Its rythmic and divine.
There is passion, zest and belief that its true. The ultimate truth is the love. The ultimate destination of life is love and she is feeling it.
It's Maya. Maya of Love! But she knew that she was destined.
She starts striking beautiful chords with the mother nature and every being around - this giant tree, this waterfall, these magical flowers are dancing in the melody. As if the universe is celebrating her victory. As if the divine conspiracy is alive!
She is singing with passion - in celebration of her love with her beloved.
Her eyes are moist. Rememberung her lonely journey in quest of her love. She was alone but she felt him - all the time. She missed him when he wasnt there yet, but she knew he is there. She would talk to that bright and shinny star in the sky night after night. She would visualize him in that star - until she met him.!
Now she is in present. Accomplished, tall and happy. Everyhing around her is simply acknowleding her victory and complimenting the melodies of this nightingale!!!
Jini
There she opens up her wings of the heart, feeling the romantic breeze - getting ready to dive into the melodies of her heart. Its rythmic and divine.
There is passion, zest and belief that its true. The ultimate truth is the love. The ultimate destination of life is love and she is feeling it.
It's Maya. Maya of Love! But she knew that she was destined.
She starts striking beautiful chords with the mother nature and every being around - this giant tree, this waterfall, these magical flowers are dancing in the melody. As if the universe is celebrating her victory. As if the divine conspiracy is alive!
She is singing with passion - in celebration of her love with her beloved.
Her eyes are moist. Rememberung her lonely journey in quest of her love. She was alone but she felt him - all the time. She missed him when he wasnt there yet, but she knew he is there. She would talk to that bright and shinny star in the sky night after night. She would visualize him in that star - until she met him.!
Now she is in present. Accomplished, tall and happy. Everyhing around her is simply acknowleding her victory and complimenting the melodies of this nightingale!!!
Jini
