its a chilly weather this morningbut I have opened all doors of my flat and put on the fan at slow speed
I wrote I feel the heat of June at this sneazy winter
I do not feel the physical heat but my stormy thoughts put the things like that
If this is being read by my acquaintance and friend Dr. Dimple : she will put me in a psychiatric asylum and my friend and respected heart .Dr. Harish Arora will put his sarkari sig to prove the point.
I don't claim of much of psychiatric disorders
but probably I am none other than its plethora of implications
my heart asks: change the scenario: if you were living with a beauty around you:
Now I am compelled to accept this ground reality would have been completely inverted
Now it says it proves that you are a definite case of psychiatric disorder
things may be too twisty twirly on light side
but rainbow of ground realities takes its own toll
so here are the equations
I wander for the wandering sake
definitely I will prefer to write new equations and challenges
as my friend Neha suggested one time
but I know its too easy to write as the excellence of writing is already with you with the hurrying experience of dedicated reading in between the lines and the learning process of the yrs if put together makes things too glossy
I know reality is too cruel
probably that is the reason
I do not let my bio system to adopt to luxury
as I hardly know
when I am asked to run and shoot
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