Dear friend of my heart,
You were the dusk when I first saw you; a stranger obscured by my unwillingness to recognize myself. There was much in you that I didn’t know about us. Your eyes shone bright. They were like the moon to me and I a moth to them, drawn feverishly, possessed by the only pleasure I have ever known: The pleasure of getting to know you.

You are still the dusk when I have the eyes to see you but I tell myself that I know you bright and sharp like the sun at noon. I fear not knowing you. I need to know that I do not know you.

I wish you were the dusk when I lay my eyes upon you again, for that would mean that I am no longer living a lie.

oh shaggy thicket, who does deftly hold
yon mysteries of lights and shadows bold
Without a hint of what thou hidest
In the recesses of thy lush green lore
To know you I must forget but I do not want to forget because I want to know you.


If you are listening, I am yours in enchantment.
Eager to hear from you,
Prashant

You have such a beautiful blog here! i love the writings as well as your pictures 🙂
Thank you so much Arati! 🙂
Wow.. Awesome clicks! Great post!
Thank you Jyothi! 🌻
My pleasure!
Wow….wow…wow.
Prashant, I am very thrilled !
Your blog is incredibly beautiful. The photos … the words … everything is so great.
Greetings from the beautiful Rhine-Highlands / Germany
🌺🦋❤🌺
🙂 Rosie 🙂
Hallo Rosie aus Deutschland! Vielen schönen Dank für die nette Wörter. Ich habe ähnliche Gefühle über Ihr Skizzenbuch.
Lovely to have you hear. Greetings from the Doon Valley in the Himalayan region of India.
Prashant. 🙂
Thank you very much, Prashant! Maybe we can go from Germany to the Doon Valley someday .. who knows?
Stay safe and have a nice day!
Rosie 🍂🍁
Haha..by ‘hear’ I meant the blog, Rosie. It would be a bit strange of me to suddenly ask you to be in the Doon Valley. However it would certainly be lovely to have you here, in Dehradun. Someday… Who knows…
Thank you for your kind response. I look forward to hearing more from you. Have a nice day, Rosie!
🙂
Nice