Shutting her up

Her: "What do you dislike?

Him: "I hate blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah bla...."

Her: "And what do you like?"

Him: "You."

L-word

They think they are in love. And it’s beautiful. But the truth is something else. Just like that word they don't know yet. Owing to poor vocabulary, the couple is quietly going with the template. What’s the big deal? It’s just another borrowed word. Nevertheless, the two often find themselves on a plane that's surely higher than love. They don't seek perfection nor aspire to be unique. Their faces don’t meet each other but their fingers do. While time can’t wait, they can. With every passing day, patience has become their daily mantra. Not entirely rosy, everything reeks of sadness sometimes. Love is in despair — maybe. They neither believe in tags nor in claiming happiness. They just let the other person be. One day, they’ll appreciate the distance that separates them. Or the closeness they share instead. Until then, they won’t bother themselves with that word that eludes them.

First, at last

Two little kids, miles away from the ambiguous world of attachments and vocabularies, are about to learn a few things about each other. And love. After a race.

Boy: "If i win, i get to kiss you."

Girl: "That's not going to happen."

Boy: "We'll see."

Girl: "OK. And what if i win?"

Boy: "Then you get to kiss me."

For the record, nobody won that race.