Jaipur Dreams

Today, when I spoke to you, I felt like an electrifying affection,
For you, Somewhat that reminds those times of suffocation,
When you were in Jaipur, and like oxygen to blood, I felt that irritation,
Why things happened, and why this sudden sense of realization.

I do not wish to remind you of the dark hours in your hostel,
But I want you to know that I wish I was your Genie in a bottle,
Who would pop up when ever you needed me,
Who could fulfill anything you wanted and my job was solely to see you happy.

Remember the sleepless nights and our chatting on Facebook,
The constant talking, and you studying for exams without a book,
The first spark of Love and your reading of Love ON FaceBook,
You coming home to me, and eating some Pasta, You My Princess I am your Cook.

Remember the times of our talking over the phone,
And I came late to meet you, Coz my friend broke his bone,
You picked me up, you were curious, In ya wagon, Something Pink You wore,
Your ridiculous observation of my height and Mine you laughing on my
jokes that I told.

Our first movie together, Our first Kiss and fever,
The green key is still with me, I don't know whether to throw,
I know we never got bored, I guess different things were in store,
But Baby....This time Christmas ain't over, And I am coming back for more.