In the gardens, serene and grand,
Kapil and Somyta walked hand in hand.
Years had passed since they'd been apart,
Yet destiny brought them back, heart to heart.
In the Indian Habitat Centre's embrace,
Memories revived in that special place.
Kapil, now a man of duty and dreams,
Found his past in Somyta's gentle gleams.
Amidst the art and melodies sweet,
Two souls once lost, again did meet.
By the fountain, where time stood still,
Kapil's heart did Somyta fill.
'Somyta, ' he said with love so true,
'Life without you, I never knew.
Paths diverged, yet here we stand,
Brought together by fate's kind hand.'
With a sketchbook in her gentle grip,
Tears of joy on her trembling lip,
Somyta saw the love in his eyes,
As he whispered his heartfelt prize.
'Will you marry me? ' Kapil asked,
In that moment, their future unmasked.
Somyta smiled, her answer clear,
'Yes, my love, forever near.'
The Sufi song played soft and low,
As their love began to grow.
In the gardens, serene and grand,
Kapil and Somyta walked hand in hand.
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