
One look, and I have been looking ever since.
I saw you for the first time in 2012. I did not know your favourite song or how you take your chai. I only knew that I wanted to keep looking at you. I still do.
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
Balloons behind us, a borrowed Santa hat, and the feeling that I had already won something I could not name yet.

The night I could not stop smiling.

Your head on my shoulder. Still my favourite place for it.
Two people who had no idea how far this would go. One of them already hoping.

You, leaning on my shoulder like you had always been there.
Blessed is the hour we sit together, you and I. Two shapes, two faces, and a single soul, you and I.

Wherever the train was going, I was already where I wanted to be.

You on the Kalka Shimla Express, looking at the mountains. Me, looking at you.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

Thank you for trusting me and coming to Doon. I promise to take care of you every day.

The light came through a hundred little stars and still chose you.

The pout. I have never once won against it.

Instructions for a bad day: look at this.

The prettiest smile I know.

Trying not to laugh. Failing beautifully.

You are the woman men go to war for.

Very serious about the selfie.

The way you love your people. I knew I wanted to be one of them.
I thought it the first time. I think it every single day.

You are my Queen and always will be.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
इश्क़ पर ज़ोर नहीं, है ये वो आतिश ग़ालिब
कि लगाए न लगे और बुझाए न बने
Nobody commands love. It is the fire that will not light when you try, and will not go out when you try.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom.
The lover's ache is unlike any other ache. Love is the astrolabe of God's own mysteries.
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days. Three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
That Love is all there is, is all we know of Love.
The poets above said it better than I can. Still, none of them ever met you, so here is my part.
I have loved you since the first time I saw you. Before the trips, before the long days of work, before we knew what our life would look like. My days are better because you are next to me, and every good thing is sweeter because I get to tell you about it first.
Thank you for the tilted head, the pout, the laugh that takes over your whole face. Thank you for every station bench and every ordinary evening. If I had to start again from 2012, I would walk straight to you, faster this time.
I loved you then. I love you today. I will be right here tomorrow.
Yours, since 2012.
Yours, always.