this suit comes in many varieties : one that with flowing semi transparent part over the arms : the suit literally spreads at your leg parts etc. The one you have already in chatri wala equivalent is not the one which I am referring to. It has so many different aspects as compared to this one. This suit particularly looks very delicately adorned to be prominent at the decency or say luxurious aspects around the chest part.

Deepika can you have a recent fashion suit ( I do not know its nomenclature its a big suit with some yoga pant style etc ) I just want to see your snap , preferably in a couple of different ones, just upload your snaps I will serf at your standard page after sometime just to feel like how you happen around.

yes deepika my brain has also confirmed you are now in fact in love with me, the only point is when you can really afford to come over here.

Deepika I can get your naughty nerves but seriously unless  you come physically and meet me I will not be able to feel that you are infact in love with me. You may wonder why I am writing so terse language , the reasons are probably too complicated psychiatric only which even if I pen down it may be greek to you just you do not know why you get your eyes wet , whilst I know all the reasons still I keep quite , by this very telling to you , you can get an idea how much can be written but I simply dont intend to write at all as my own basic psyche is exhausting without you. here I definitely will not intend to tell you that you should come to me because I am saying so : its only you and you who should tell to you that you are coming to me. I seriously tell you I will never come to bombay as that is not my way of thinking.

where that heat has gone.

Pakistan hackers along with Chinese cranks crashed my system with their virus software but they do not know they are rather going to get dethroned by virus only. My heart asks till such time they meet their own end can you write a poem for it. I see the stars and find if I can really write a poem for you. I dont know whether poems serve any useful purpose at all. 
a spell of air
asks me
we have no emotions with us
why you worried of your vacuity
I see its tones
feel the pulse
see if there is some substance
worth it
with or without

In my small days
I used to sit at grain stock
when sun clicked 50 plus
two cots some gunny bags
I made a shade 
heat was my companion
but I was cool
without my medicines

I dont know
where that heat has gone.

sometimes I see the horizon and at other I see just around, you are no where I know very much. My heart asks dont play bloody bullshit filmy tamasha I have had enough with me.

I may not be fine Deepika but how does it matter at all. You will wonder why I have written so, you should rather ask yourself why you have not contacted me in person till date. 

have you ever wondered why your mom is part of your bio sphere inspite of the fact she is a completely different existence as known to you, I pick my key pad , some times too hesitantly , as my heart asks you have presumed Deepika to be a part of yours but have you any thing worth the name to tell me how its a reality non the less if not being what should it says I may not be correct or may be I dont know.

I do not know much of mine. Sometimes I feel you are an exotic being around and me a difficult one to my self even, may be my emotion less vacuity filled life , hotel of mine in other words is transparent reality , my heart looks for the mirage whilst it knows very mirage hardly can bring reality and if reality is bestowed upon by Nature who knows how sand dunes take their own turn and vanish at their sweet wish leaving behind again the lonely heart. 

I am not responding as I feel may be your ground realities are something which I have yet to know.

better you say direct.

Nothing love I just wanted to say good night to you : I was searching some of your snaps but all said better you say direct.

Good Morning love. better  not ask any thing . You know it , replying serves practically no purpose.

But I can literally touch your emotions in this picture

Deepika you may be getting stirred up at my so frank telling you that I paint love but have no emotions as such with me. Yes this is an extremely sad story. But I can literally touch your emotions in this picture taken by you in Delhi. 

just say love is beautiful.

I tried your this snap but its still hazy. relevance, happening, monotony, I will not write further vocabulary of existence , is something just say love is beautiful.

by you or by my pencil

Deepika having a very low  feeling s with extremely lonely inner heart is something that can not be corrected by so called concept of partner etc etc. In other words you are my love. this word can only be understood by you or by my pencil.