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one day I went to meet my Dad at village
I was in +1 at that time
I had a bycycle
I used to ferry from Aggarwal Boys Hostel to DAV college Chandigarh
I was a lost guy in the infinite oblivions form the very inception of my earthly happenings
it was noticed by the Principal of that college
he could not understand abc
he was a gentle man with restricted and welled know how
as the Principals happen to be
Dad was as usual busy person at his mundanes at his farm
he used to get up early at around 4 and and half hrs in the morning
the heat of my area / village , shoots to 45 degree Celsius very fast at noon time
he always goaded his aided people to finish at noon and then come back at 4 in the evening
but this pattern shifted to whole night operations
the harvesting season and planting season are of different kind in nature
I have often seen my Dad
p laughing with his tractor
Now a days the scenario is different
Dad is not there
and memories
Only Kiran knows
what they stand for
Love
I think I have not written you romantic letters
my guide Mr Sokhi was a pathologist
I have done research on effect of systemic and non systemic chemicals as protective defence mechanism of different types of plants
One day I felt too nostalgic to visit my university
I was having a zen at that time
I drove quietly to the student center a place of happening of every student and outsiders too
I was standing just like you
but in a different posture
my way of observance and free and philosophical glance of the live environs
it became a point of pondering for too many hearts
one smart girl
took the opportunity of my nostalgic attachment
she tuned her voice and threatened
Look you listen to me
I am going to die now if you dared to ditch me
I heard but ignored the cognizance
I was all alone over there for a couple of hours
drove back to Delhi
I have not solved
her Einsteinium equation of love
Love
I was with anu Dad last time at sirsa. He asked me why peoples knowledgeable enough cant make out a niche of their own selves and why they do not understand how not to fall prey to the baba sirsa wala sacha sauda.
I kept quiet for a while
I explained him a triangle of life
destruction quotient, Time and Future cardinals are the angles of the triangle.
I did explain how this triangle works in 3D
make a center of con temporarily known alphabets
put a grammar too discernible enough to the kids too
Now rotate this triangle on this center
and do not stop
I wish your peoples to understand
what I really mean to say
I have heard from so many film directors
write me a story / vernaculars
our brain shall produce wonders
I wish
now they work hard
I have given them a real script.
Love
Today it should be Saturday with you too.
I was at Panjab university from 1971- 1972 til late 1984 however I joined my office much earlier , I used to be on study leave with the help of genii around me.
But it doesn't mean I got what I was mundanely worthy of and actually put at the exams . Dr Manmohan Singh has not realized that my orders can never be diluted.
hostel life is not a solution but roses are never promised.
I was away from my Dad but carry my Dad at my soul heart brain put together till this moment.
he was not able to come to meet me at hostel as he was supposed to look after a huge family system of tens of peoples .. The number which my Dad supported with his personal and existential efforts is such that even a computer shall report error.
come early
I will show you my Dad place of happenings.
Love
today I am going to write a very disturbing letter.
Meena Kumari the tragedy queen of Hindi Cinema. She still rules the hearts . Even My kiran likes her. My point of reference is not relevant to her success at the silver screen as I feel its the medium of fools only. She imbibed her roles into her physical existential s and fell psychiatric sick of the roles through that sciences which I have yet to touch upon. She felt stifled with the environs of hers as a dejected person as whom she happened to love was only a salesman or say a property dealer of the present day scenario. By a default value of that culture she took to alcohol and never came out of its marshy lands as psychiatry was least known or say recognized during those days.Her tragic end was so painful that she could not afford to take medicine as advanced stage of liver sclerosis needed money. She was not having food to eat. Her relative literally thrown her away like a rotten gunny bag.
the ibid small true/real time episode should be read by all teachers over the world and explained to the students and the stars and the rich too and its pre ad valorium mid and post effects too ( all inclusive ).
yes love
I got interrupted as the letter is really disturbing
ricky was ill performing but navu could absorb the shock at initial stage as she was equally in love with me but later on she was sadistically seduced that resulted into her personal fiasco which got corrected only with the help of friends like kan vaishali but navu doesn't remember such nuances as I earlier wrote to you.
ricky was too naive ! too small to understand what the hell is happening. just like anu when she refused to listen to my logic s and rather declared me the fool on the earth.
one day ricky was goaded upon to fetch me and navu at Oberoi Hotel . Their mom quietly sat in my car. ( Its me who paid every thing but its they who claim every thing. ) '
I got again interrupted as the English is too too beyond its contents /
The year was 1995 or so
Kapal Minhas ( whom I have yet to order to be either killed or his legs broken in such a fashion that he can not walk till he is living. ).
I got again interrupted as science is taking its own shape.
this bastard welcomed me like a wild dog and threatened me of dire consequences if I don't sign on a piece of paper.
ricky has suffered a lot
I am still unable to come off his loss.
he is good healthy and studying at Chandigarh
come
we will go to meet him.
Love
when navu was in her + 11 th and +12 th standard
I have seen the other world of existence
she was besieged by loneliness love less relevance less and stress of studies
probably I could never give her what she deserved the most
one day exams were at its full stream
she was kicking her legs in total chaos
I asked vaishali if her Dad can come to house and help her
he obliged
she stood with best possible marks
she has been meritorious throughout her school carrier
she knows she has forgotten
I really dont wish
to paint the graph
the existence she survived
and I lost everything
Love
Today I got up a little earlier
I am putting me in shape to reach office in time
I have a little plan
I have visited a temple known as something salasar
kiran and Sanjeev accompanied me
Kiran is a super computer of genii nerves love beauty care and warmth
we shared driving
kiran was guiding us
her concern was to reach home at gurgaon in time
we got contacted with her Dad and anu whilst at the temple
the food was good
kiran told Dad felt its nice corner, clean and a little choicy
I talked on cell (not mine -it didnt get responded by any one whom I happen to love ) to anu and probably I did tell you my version of going there as I felt anu might come and love with me if I went there. I did not open my version so open to her. I used a little sophisticated verbatim : I have come because of you only : Kiran was ofcourse hearing this line of as I am too concise at talks. Ofcourse I talk too sweat. (on personal basis only).
come
we shall go there
