Bank of Baroda Defence Colony New Delhi
the special home loan counter
I was calm posed to get my loan payment for tax purposes
it was a usual day except for the lady officer dealing my case
nothin special
but I make sand dunes with a beautiful pen paint of thoughts
to survive the monotony that hits me at every another second with me
I recall my previous writing , exuberant with euphoric moments with a hidden thread of sad tone
but I was happy for that moments at the euphoric experience
some hearts are fragrant
it leaves your aura with a sunami of freshness and relevance
I know the backwaters
they will go with all my worth
leaving me again in a ditch of vacuum lit large
but who cares
The moments when I saw you
and !!!! at this moment
you may have some nano seconds to wonder
I am still lost to my oblivions
I was searching your running fingers at my profile in your BOB Defence Colony office Br. New Delhi.
I waited til day but you never caught my nerves
The telepathy doesn't work !!! love !!
its a bullshit dried flowers of the yore in some timed out pages
I still desire that when the month of Dec shall come
but I do know the posting business is a damn ground reality around
have a nice moments with you
with love
source: girl officer: probably her name is Nidhi/Neha Sharma BOB Defence colony. msg goes to you only : do call me: but remember I am always surrounded by big controversies around. But I am perfect at protocol oriented behvioural aspects. I think you must have read my this prose cum science; yesterday: whilst you may be running your fingers at your currency notes.
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