Oh I luv all it! I luv Salwar suit! I luv Bindi! I luv lipstick! I luv Chashma! And I.... I luv her! I luv Shruti! Shruti, my first luv! Whose sight was proving my sight; Whose fragrance was proving my admissibility; Whose touch was proving my sensation; Whose just being before me was enough for, enhancing my heartbeats; accelerating my blood circulation; withholding my eye blinks & for loosing all the presence of mind! This is called the Luv. This is the madness. This is the