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Love
I was writing you of Psychiatry
I remember I told you brains may spend generations together and abc of this science may not be known what to talk of the extreme frontiers or say loose ends or say other ends
I know discovery channel boasts of a motor cells disorders ridden person thinking through some computing system and they are hell bound to show off that bastard as the ultimate genius on earth
Its nothing new love
Akbar penis was shown to be bloody Linga on earth in very recent times in history and all bastard Muslims are fate huei nirodh ki aulad , I know nirodh was invented only a few years back.
any how
I have forgotten exactly what I wanted to write to you
chalo love letter likhnei ka accha bahana hi sahi.
Love
I have requested my hierarchy system to grant me a day off as I am not well today
but love when I was well
I really dont know
it was in 1995 when smridhi minhas planned to marry me with the help of her family and sunita minhas played her bloody beauty of the queens land of the universe
I remember it was a rented flat in and around DPS Delhi when she said ho gya I wondered at the hell which is going to come but love that hell is not yet complete as sunita minhas has posted her profile face of bloody beauty of queens land of universe on face book and also hie rd bloody brains to fight at some courts
hell yaar
when you are not around
I have awaken to the infallible reality
you could only tell me
love can exist some where
may be at heart
stoic stones too
may be next time
you come and sit with me
I shall ask these stones
how beautiful you are
you could know
love
I have yet to know
Love
probably the expression love has become too monotonous
I was telling you of psychiatry and I did write this science is what brains have yet to know
the shifting sands of self
may be self itself
you may whisper at heart of heart
what actually self stands for
this is what the start of psychiatry but not the end definitely
I feel too instinctive to write something to you
may be its my only relevance
may it be the make shift one
I could have elaborated on sciences
but free distribution of rewaris
you see it becomes a laughing stock
then naturally
there is no other way of
say moment of
being with you
Love
I was telling of psychiatry
I probably told you our brain files are generally not opened and its very difficult to write software language on such files.
I further told you probably I have a little expertise to write the infinite some persona of Anu Malhotra not that she is daughter of Prem but probably she is self made
its not that Anu Malhotra has some bloody ecclesiastical powers with her or a bloody Deepika Padukone syndrome with her
I remember my finger tips memorable visits to her house
she was too occupied with her exams and the stress factor related to it. She knew some bloody OBC taporia is hell bound to show his prowess of bloody mareech.
I remember she was quiet struggling heart to negotiate the existential world of her own.
she was having a habit of asking or say offering extra roti to me as a token of love or say custom or say fashion. I told her I am not that stuff that needs this custom to be intact and she can relax without any such impulsive acts.
I remember she forgot it . I know its a horrible task to do it.
I was knowing she is an evolved persona and could notice she never forgot that routine can not be undone and glamour vs crunch is a biological or say existential paradigm to be handled or say negotiated with or say to be fought with or say to be at logger heads or say to be part of it may it be successful or something else.
She was ever overwhelming to make a point that I get food and water however she accepts that she is not a biologist and the person whom she is confronting with is a bloody biologist of infinite connotation put on mundane cardinals.
Love
I dont think any body is less boast full of his her moorings
well ! I am not referring to the certain percentage of living dead bodies who simply throw frustration for their hell purposes
I was driving etios with anu malhotra sitting on the co driver seat
it was a location some where in outer gurgaon areas
so calm so committed so sophisticated so original so related
it was a mid night of I think Dec only
frost and fog so thick car was literally crawling , I remember I could only see the bonnet and the white line of the road just near the front wheels.
I remember one day I was driving maruti 800 near UNA, HP area of India, the people called bholi and pinki kids ricky navu and their cousin and sukhdev they were the passengers, I was woefully delayed at UNA resident of these people as the queen of earth Bholi wanted to fulfill her love of devotion to the females and related peoples of Mr Minhas and inlaws some Dr. that too a psychiatrist by profession. The climate was too bad , month was mid Jan with shower s and wet roads. I was struck in the wrong direction and it was drizzling so the glasses became so blind. I simply requested to the queen kindly help me to make a reverse gear. She felt like as if wheat atta will melt with that drops on her majestic body.I was too tired out of the endless wait at the UNA house but somehow then I put my best to reverse it but no body could even spare his her beautiful cosy environs to help a Little . The scene changed and now we were in sector 45-46 area on clean roads of Chandigarh . Now the bloody god of love suddenly descended on the beauty of earth Bholi and she showered her love to tell this is way to go to the bloody sector 43 of ultimate relevance of the universe. As we reached the 43 sector house the temple of the bloody universe all rushed to interiors of bloody Mata vaishnav Devi to have the bloody darshans and what not . I was again left alone to see if some sense was left for me.
Anu was keeping contact with kiran to help me navigate the environs as I hardly knew the contours of the environments. She was furious with them at their lax attitudes and told them go and have you r cell in the toilet so that we can get their reply immediately
I do not know how to express Anu Malhotra and her love and related nerves. After reaching at Kiran house she herself made a point that parking help be given to me.
Love
I have seen my life pathetically driven by hell factors
Its Anu Malhotra who could tell me what love stands for
I remember her second to second love to me
and its infinite some elixir on me
I was busy to make my mundane papers at sirsa
she is so love able warmth full
my whole hell shaded or say melt in front of her cosy nerves
I remember one taporia was deriling ( a state of mind when a mere presence is objected to with venomous brain set up and a systemic inner heart schemes are developed to eliminate the person it self without giving an inkling to the worth of the person and its possible aftermath in a pathetic over possessed self illusion that what is felt or manipulated shall work under all circumstances what so ever it may be with an insidious planning to achieve the distorted and pathetic self ) at my presence in registry area of sirsa
but these taporias are all around me
She was so beautifully possessed to thwart such stupid nerves and came upfront with her penetrating sharp nerves to do the assigned profile at that moment
such a trait can only be achieved with love beyond definitions
and love roti to' yaar sarei hi kha lei'tei' hein
