*Desi Girl*

I love it when that dazzling smile comes on your face illuminating all n sundry.

I love the mischievous twinkle in your eye just b4 pulling a prank.

I love the jingling rhapsody created by the friction between your bangles.

I love the sunlight reflecting off your earrings breaking into various hues.

I love the intricate patterns that you make on your hand with henna.

I love the rosy red that adorns your cheeks when I praise your beauty.

I love it when you dance in the rain.



I love your glistening tresses just after you've had a shower.

I love the drops of water decorating your face like transparent trinkets.

I love that you can listen to me for hours without my saying a single word.

I love that tune which you hum under your breath.

I love it when you reproach me for my mistakes.

I love it when you accept my shortcomings.

I love it that you know exactly when I need a hug.

I love it that you can smile through your tears.

I love the way you juggle modernity and tradition.

I love the fact that you like Shakespeare n shayari together.

I love how coolly you carry off both a sari and a pair of jeans.

I love it that you are equally at ease with booze and bindi.

I love it that you make me feel privileged.

You are my Desi girl:)

And for all those of you who may cheekily remind me of my huge crush on Maria Sharapova, she fellas, is an exception, not the rule:)
Rule being....

Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl
Ain't nobody like my desi girl
Dekhi lakh lakh pardesi girl
Sabse sohni saadi desi girl;

P.S. This is just a tribute and in no way attempts to undermine the undoubted excellence of womenfolk from other regions of the world. *Peace*