“Thank you, my princess. I have been itching to paint too for a while now. My strokes are too impatient to touch and caress the canvas. I want to paint a series this time and in my painting exhibition, we can launch your book. It will be a perfect amalgamation of our creative outflow exactly like our love. If you wish I can also paint a cover for your book too.” Exclaimed Shamit interweaving their dreams and their bodies tightly. That night they kept talking until late and didn’t realize when they dozed off.