Wake up with that sense of him and thus need to watch this one again...
This scene the first time you see him in his micro chaddis on your terrace and he tries to pull it down and you ajoke bout it coming off anymore if he tries to pull it out......
Tries to sit on the floor and it being too cold he gets off fataaaak se screaming mummmyyyy karelyyyy it's too cold you had this shawl on and you lay it on the ground and then he lands on it saying his usual signature style hummmmi......
His face before and after landing his ass on the shawl heights of adoooooooooooorableness and you were just smiiiiiiling away living him in that moment the waaaaaay he shyys away over it and holds you by the waist and sleeps on your lap as you try to cover the rest of him with your night kurta....
To love him was like knowing a zillion versions of love in itself and as you do knowing these versions existed in you too......from someone being that careless to caring for him protecting him adooooorijg him was something that all was coming to you that naturally...
Like you just couldn't help but love him in different ways as you discover his different versions away...!
Some nights like this and that one gorgeousness of him i swear navy and the cherry on top was his white shoes!!!!!
It did bring back a zillion memories!!!!!
Be it right from the start to the other picture he had shared with you of his before all this distance started was in a navy blue shirt with a white tee inside and his same gym white shoes on...
Some moments nai fill you up with something that big that's indescribable!!
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