Wah Taj! she said with a sigh of excitement in her eyes. For the very first time she had witnessed the true beauty the Taj. She gleamed even better than that white marble. "Shah Jahan's love for his beloved Mumtaz  solely reflects on the Taj Mahal. Isn't it?Arjun?" She asked. To him, all that beauty he can see is She. Not shifting her gaze from the marvel, she once more exclaims, “ARJUN”.As if from a dream, he awakened with a jerk and walked to her. He replied,“Yeah” and added “She's really lovely”after turn and give a look on her . He began to offer her a cuddle. But after contemplating for a moment, he abstained from it and walked away from her. Those eyes of her retracted from the Taj and it followed him and her lips give a lovely smile towards him with a blush on her face. She turned back and looked at the miracle again, this time  but with a beautiful smile on her face and a blush on her cheeks. She averted her gaze and proceeded towards the entrance of that iconic symbol of love. Upon arriving, she discovered him patiently awaiting her, albeit with a bewildered countenance that lacked the usual elation. In the warm sunlight, he radiated with a brilliance akin to that of a flawless diamond, perhaps even surprising the sun and that wonder. She delighted in enjoying his visage, so pure and innocent. She approached him and together they strolled towards the entrance. As they reached the entrance, she held his hands. His gaze widened in astonishment as he looked at their clasped hands and then met her eyes. She peered into his eyes, embraced him tightly, and softly confessed, “I LOVE YOU”. His eyes welled up with tears of joy as he reciprocated her embrace. A single tear escaped from his right eye and fell onto the pristine white floor. The drop of clear, liquid emotion looked not unlike a precious crystal stone, mirroring his own purity and raw feelings. In that moment, his love for her felt even unadulterated, boundless, stronger, untainted by any superficiality or limits. It was an infinite emotion that surpassed boundaries, as pure as a crystal lost amidst the white expanse. She could sense his heartbeat, the rhythm heightened in anticipation and mirroring her own. His pounding heart seemed to be singing a melody that only she could understand. It was as if he was serenading her, the notes composed of pure, unabashed love. Their shared understanding was a tune only they could comprehend; an intimate song of their shared affection.