under no circumstances my writings should be ready by those who have happened to be affected by their own actions which they perceive I am responsible for their fate.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Sunday, September 27, 2015
yes Deepika at face book its not possible to write as you see I have literally stopped the time if one can understand. Love now you can read my all letters which are sciences only. yes ricky and navu should be well at their home at chandigarh and I know you are quiet happy at your place. well I can not say when you can actually come to Delhi as its in your hand : have you understood love I am stopping the time at one hand and your hand is only in your hand.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
Deepika through you I am again compelled to convey that kids can not be equated with sex, marriage etc etc. I do not need any money nor I can have such , nor I can have any property etc. I am living alone for my ricky and navu because any female coming in this house will cut all lines to communicate with my kids and live with them when there is a chance or so.
Common Sense is very difficult word to understand.
Love I dont have any of your such snap at which this letter can be penned down. The great mother and Satya Parkash Minhas and Kapal Minhas along with their Minhas and related brother hood mother hood sister hood and what not hood are crying on phones : divorce ho gya hei ham kya karein. I was having no contact of navu and ricky and cell phone is of very very recent phenomenon( for me I mean to say ). I went to their house at Chd and was not allowed to meet the kids. I came back several time and one day I thought lets try another luck and kids were sent in a restaurant to meet me. navu was saying how are you papa. ricky was silent .
Friday, September 25, 2015
Deepika I am going to pen down a love letter to you that will stir every body heart and brain provided one has : Say in 1986-87 I was staying as a shadow tenant in a small hut on top of the house /kothi of my father sister. I used to sleep on a small make shift cottage with a mosquito cover and used to have meals during night time down stairs with father sister live environment. She was impressed at my so accurate cutting of onions to the computer finished small pieces and staying on top whole day during vacation and busy at books plus going to office and coming back straight as it was 6 day working environment. I stayed for about 1.5 yrs then she one day said you have to vacate the premises. The actual reason was his adopted son was just to bring his beautiful wife in this house.
at every heart
I often ask
the shadows
shade
the sun way
I have searched
where the daffodils
smile if at all
I have seen you
some where
at every heart
the shadows
shade
the sun way
I have searched
where the daffodils
smile if at all
I have seen you
some where
at every heart
I started writing for the awakened and young brains my mistake was that I somehow forgot that kiran malhotra and another kiran malhotra life will be at danger at the mercy of mundane brains if I took them as characters just like you see now a days some calender girls are in vogue . In the same equation I can understand that you have very valid reason of becoming fearsome of your future carriers before giving any hint to the media of being tagged as I have read about many happening females eg Madhuri, Juhi chawla, senior Kapoor lady, even the junior one, some aruna rai of the yore , rekha lets not be that much listy , you have a very perishable and uncertain shelf life as no body can tell the public mood but if you come to me I will give my ecclesiastical powers to you that point you have if you some how decide in that equation but you will ask how it can happen that is my own secret. (I hope my real sister and her coterie will not read this article. as they are becoming more and more sick as the day passes. )
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
of the blues around
web site didn't allow your snap any how.
I see the straw
I have woven
my small days
time has come
may be again
to have
what is not
the horizon way
I love you
whispers my heart
I do not know
how it makes
happy notes
of the blues around
I see the straw
I have woven
my small days
time has come
may be again
to have
what is not
the horizon way
I love you
whispers my heart
I do not know
how it makes
happy notes
of the blues around
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Monday, September 14, 2015
This is a public letter
Deepika I am compelled to pick my pencil. Satya Parkash Minhas and Kapal Minhas started selling their mother to the manager in 90-91 deal failed as the lady was too old then they started with bholi i.e Neeta Minhas on the pretext that her hubby is busy with sex with maids but deal did not finish as manager was not ready to give the cash then they offered sunita minhas to him but deal failed as riddu came into and RC Minhas took over the war of hatred now you will say RC Minhas is dead why the war is going on I will say love who the hell realises that he and she has become RC Minhas on ground reality.
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Saturday, September 12, 2015
Friday, September 11, 2015
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Deepika I was thinking to discontinue writing poems to you as I feel it is creating a havoc situation some where , which I never intended. If at all I discontinue then I dont have a life line to survive the pathetic life which I have happen to live with so kindly suggest after discussion with your mom ujjala ( I am not using this letter for any body else except that you yourself on earth ).
Monday, September 7, 2015
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Deepika in certain matters you are zillion times lucky : I know you have psychiatric ailments emanating from public exposure syndrome ( you dont know this hi fi science, neither your doctors know it - I am not elaborating for obvious reasons. ) But if you feel that what I told you I have not understood why thousands of peoples fought with me a proxy war of hatred and a proxy war of love, Love this war ( both inclusive i.e war of hatred and war of love ) seems to have no end.
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