Fragrance of Her Love

Our online love had blossomed fast like a jungle fire. After communication of about 100 e-mails and exchanging a dozen photographs
and videos, we decided to meet at Paprika in London to have a lunch together.

I wore the best suit I had, and bought a lovely friendship card. And I scribbled the following lines of Patrick Possanza on it:

Eyes so dark
Heart so pure
I could never love another
The way I love her

Gleam in her eyes
Like a candles flame
I love when I hear her
Call out my name
When she walks by
Birds stop their flight
The dead come to life
And the blind regain their sight

I could never love another
The way I love her
Eyes so dark
Heart so pure.

I waited for her with bated-breath and rising palpitation. It had never happened previously to my strong athletic body. I was amazed at the impact of Catherine’s feminity on me. Various images and lines of our emails were brain storming my mind.

Suddenly a sweet fragrance invaded me and I moved my sight upward…….
A volcano of love, Catherine was standing there – slender, magnetic and a smile that could faint you with sheer joy.

Catherine's entry in my life was to change the course of my thinking as well as business. Before I met I had firmly believed that true love was just in the books or movies. Now I know 'true love' can really happen in one's life without notice.

In near future she was also to change my business management theory – she was my female Peter Drucker

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