"I just can't get over how a few months ago, I wanted to learn your name and now you're having breakfast with me in my sweater." Sanskar chuckles, nursing soggy cornflakes at the bottom of his own bowl with the edge of his spoon.

"Isn't it funny how things work out like that? Imagine my car had never broken down, or if I took the train instead."

Setting her bowl down on the table, Swara stands, stretching her arms long above her head, reaching for the morning sun as it ascends the sky before she lets them float back down to her sides.

With a graceful step, his sunshine girl saunters over and Sanskar wordlessly opens his arms, eyes trained on the way she picks herself up into his lap, nestles close against his chest and gently caresses his face with both palms.

"I think." she whispers, and her lips are so close that he can feel the words skitter across his own, urging him to occlude the mere distance that separates them, "that we would've met somehow, somewhere, nonetheless. Don't you think so, too?"

When Sanskar slants his mouth against her own in a kiss that tastes like golden light, syrup and honey, it is all the agreement in the world that she requires.

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I wanna ask few questions. Please do not skip them.

1. Are you all enjoying the drabbles in the book? Be honest please.

2. Valentine week is coming. And I am thinking something about this. Do you want drabbles on this occasion? Do you have any idea you want me to write on?

3. Can you share this book with your friends? (Only if you enjoy reading the book)

Thank you ♥