2023: Age (23)
While to meet her, bliss advances.
Vaishnavi’s heart was as loyal and as unwavering as fate. Her startling eyes voiced a sort of stirring yearning and gave a drifting feeling of love’s gentle flame. Her soul was vast and unrestrained in goodwill. Vaishnavi's mind was free like air, her power was boundless like wind. The beauty of demeanor was in her primal distinction. In a kind manner, she smiled. Hope gave a happy end to her endeavours. Vaishnavi’s veins became puny in vitality and her brain became mystified with a dream when she had woken from worried slumbers. The spring's zephyr had blown tenderly till her very soul seemed to be renewed. Vaishnavi was sitting alone beside the shimmering embers in the dusk zone, her roving eyes seemed to motivate the pursuit of tranquility.
2024: Age (24)
Mark their soft ecstatic glances!
Vaishnavi's coral lips gulped the yearns honeyed with balm, they were seeming to be more new, more sweet than morning dew. When the passions of ecstasy permeated to her heart's farthest cell, people felt the mindful inherent contentment of her bosom. A lively, expected wind blew, vernally and freely and her heart heard in that breeze news from afar, and it was good, Vaishnavi’s hopes were youthfully and breathing, she could feel a joy in them. Her true-to-heart tenderness could not be mixed up with anything else, and she was unassuming. The smile in her eyes flitted before her lips could move.
2025: Age (25)
Hark! the lyre’s melodious measure.
The scorching sun of turmoil on joy's widened wings was being fled, leaving only a serene, fresh evening, making the soul of Vaishnavi procure a broad delight. The self-possessed state of her happy face was so immensely large in charm and beauty. The joy and freedom of her mind gave an ambitious explosion of thoughts. In her bright essence, a vapour of confidence arose, she scattered it throughout her bosom and then condensed it by sweetening over it.
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