Madam Ji, sometimes I wonder —
how the stars must envy your glow,
how the moon must blush
seeing your calm so pure and slow.
You talk... and the world feels lighter,
you smile... and everything makes sense.
You exist, and somehow my chaos
turns into poetry and silence.
Vernika, you’re my calm thunder,
my dream’s soft hum at night.
Just knowing you love, talk, exist —
makes my world feel right.
Forever thankful, endlessly yours,
a heart that just wants to be yours.
— Your Udit 💞
