I saw her in the morning sun,
Seemed she was hoping someone,
Holding a flower in her hand
I saw her face covered
By mist around her then.

She was looking till the far end,
Where the clouds bend near the mountain
She looked to the herds going down
I don’t know who was on her mind
Was it I or the beautiful nature around.

She looked like a jungle queen
Who had no fear of any thing
She looked sharply far away
Trying to know every inch of natures
Beauty that was taking her soul away.

Her beautiful hair was moving
By the speeding wind that was blowing
Sometimes it shined her face
She wheezed as it swiftly moved thru
And sometimes it covered her face.

She, unaware about me there
Fearing if someone saw me near
She pleaded me with gesture to regress
And jumped on her feet
And staggered while descending the stairs.

And I saw sweat on my face
I really got drained in the hot sunrays
And I moved down the road, O! It was my fate,
A phone booth came to my rescue
I rang her-up and called her for a date.

She was looking beautiful that day
Her dress brightened the bright day
She bestowed her hands and shoved
In to my arms and whispered a song
In my ears as in the boat we rowed.