Royal mother says,
he refuses to marry a prospective
'queen', and is on a quest of a girl,
who is in love him and not the money.
dramatic and stubborn,
he is driving into the lush vallies of Kashmir,
an escape from the Palace,
wishing to find himself love,
that his mind knows but who's face is still blurry
He has met a girl,
who has unwittingly drenched him,
with a bucket of water,
while he is setting up a campfire...
and given him a quilt later.
In a bouquet of flowers,
that this girl is set out to sell,
she looks like the most
exquisite flower indeed.
like a crescent of moon,
she glows when she smiles,
and he finds himself singing
her praises in a strand of shakaras....
floating over his new feelings....
(To be continued....)
- Nirzara Verulkar
Somehow I imagine this romance like
story of grandpa and grandma (in general)
who are meant to be together.....
makes me feel nostalgic...
I think coral red is a dominant colour in the entire film...
which is very refreshing...
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