If Malti was the moon, the stars wouldn’t matter anymore. Her light isn’t loud, it’s dangerous in a quiet way — the kind that never really disappears. #maltichahar#manit#maltiverse
There’s innocence resting on Malti’s face,
and oceans of truth in her quiet gaze.
Her eyes tell stories she never explains,
soft like summer, sweet like rain.
Her face card glows, effortless and rare,
playful soul, tender heart laid bare.
#MaltiChahar#manit#maltiverse