Destined to write love letters to you.

My dad faced a piquant situation throughout his life. He was a farmer you know by this time. He quietly said to me that Pushpa Minhas is something ( without naming the Durga of earth ) dont you feel after that he kept silent. I wish my father could have been a little less nice. He was having wolves and vultures in his skies. I used to go to Kanpur on my official duties too often. One such day after a day off train was sometime at night. ( I forgot ) I thought lets try if I can have something for me. I asked a shopkeeper whether something is unique to this place for office goers. He saw into my face. Kept quiet. Babu ji mujhei pata nahi. I asked okay give me that shirt how much you will take. He forgot all and got involved in selling his goods. Whilst coming back I said is there special to be scared about. He said babu ji Mayawati to' loot-ti thi par Mulayam kei daroga ka to' pata nahi ghar tak pahunch javein' : I said are you serious bahi. Babu maaf karna muuh sei nikal gaya tha : I then thought it was better I could have presented myself as a business executive. My Dad used to face such scared environment that looted him til his last laugh. Probably that was the reason he confided in his son's capabilities to that extent. But I have a second thought. Probably I was destined to write love letter s to you. nahi deepika here amendment is not possible.