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one day at my kashmir house tenure I asked a person who was a direct recruited and supposed to be bloody Dipeeka Padukone of the world. The question was kon banega crore pati whether amitabh bachhan or some one else how ever the exact question was regarding your onset on the silver screen with dhak dhak song : the reply what the computer ji gave was randi ka aana or jaanaa kis ko nahi pata : I was sitting at a tea corner its on the rohtak by pass whilst coming back from my village on my zen after attending the work I am supposed to handle, I was not having a bath no shave cut as the scenario over there is somewhat I studied in sociology the learned writers wrote when face to face scenario is there there is hardly a love factor and probably everybody is busy at cornering his pond of flesh may it be like shakrukh khan way of life aa galei se lag ja.
my heart asked why the hell I do not know where is my Deepika Padukone.
Love
I am painting you my love against a backdrop of that eventful days when black hole was invented and it also showed its profuse magnetism and the might of dark matter but it was rejected let the time come but love you remember that word and your snap that was just to clap.
jaspal singh kalra the greatest helper on the earth showed me the sanitize chamber for my research work. I lit the candle and I remember it was fire all around but I do not remember how I controlled the scenario.
but I have ignored to remember the fire of your hands.
Love
I am painting this love on a scenario of what is called black hole of existence. Making a movie and putting it a show business earns money the most ever rather ever prevalent motive force which a probably dying person can with stand the urge of forbidden bio world.
One such day only. Hostel No. 4 punjab university chandigarh. I remember its 2/6 room no. Bhanot an athlete along with sukhdev and friends were acquainted to me by the black hole only but of different connotation. I have forgotten the name of that himachali but his nick name has struck to my soul you may ask me when its required it will tell you at the last laugh too its haddigu : this man never paid his bills at the mess canteen and at some quickly arranged boos world to speak like. One day he was cajoled upon to behave but it proved to be wastage of time for all. I remember some shiv too. I think this was the brain of shiv only. A quick party was arranged and a single beer bottle was available for the three trio. It was only one quarter left when this man suddenly put his arrival. Now as usual the question arose how to handle the scenario. Shiv went to bathroom cum toilet partition and brought back the bottle filled to the brim.
this man was enjoying the beer I remember that too. I have seen your snap which is showing you has just to clap.
Have a beautiful moments with you.
Love
yesterday when I took this snap you were observing it live but this snap was politely left in my pc picture library I knew nothing what the hell I can do with this snap as its your personal experience hardly relevant to me and if it is made relevant it will create hell comparability/compatibility issues over the scale of time and space which you will be having a bloody darwin law and me the bloody always a dog around to hound for say on the lighter side of life.
but today it suddenly has some scientific revelation I know I have refused to write sciences but American dominance of sciences can only be neutralized by your dad and his likes.
Love
I am painting my love on an extremely disturbing equation which of course I shall be skirting say by 100 % you will say then what is the bloody left. I know I have told you of some 4000 times of incidence of physiological chemical concentrations either way when its hardly represented in ppm ppb and then further told you it goes to in zillions times of concentration quotient when understood in bio physics. I dont think there is any one in show business in the world or say on the earth who can understand abc of bio physics but love see the music of life they are the very people who boast of the pioneers of change social movement equality entertainment enlightenment truth vs false hood justice vs injustice and what bloody not.
if a question arises what to do : well uttering or chanting mantra is no solution at all neither studying the brains with electro magnetic emission or say aided by other gadgets is of any substance under any substantive reality .
I told you I was standing at sirsa railway station and wondered at the lost quotient with me. I have yet to know when I know such extremes why I dont know the simple thing which I am referring to here. May be one plausible thread of adage is there , Anu is missing in the scene.
Love
I do not know if there has been a moment when the so called dar or uncertain nerves or say well in psychiatry its a stage when neither of your basic faculties are at ease has been a little away from my body politic or say me itself or say my interactive live environs or say my world or say may what I really dont know my self
I am painting my love on the backdrop of 1971. it was the month of april if I am not failing at my memory lane. I took a bicycle and went to railway station at sirsa. I remember I told you when very recent I alighted from train at around 9.30 PM at this very station when sukheja phoned me that his son is approaching me for further pick up I was lost at the environment and was unable to make a sense of the environment itself. I think you can understand my script of what I generally say sometimes I write in that frequency which is not understood so easily. I was observing keenly as the news papers were still to arrive at. Probably it was too early.
I have yet to know even today how I passed my exams at 10th standard.
Love
I am sketching my love on the backdrop of 1978 , the scenario is played on the Mall of Shimla at upper ridge in the mid point just give a command to your earth google and see if what is observable there at this moment. I do not wish your eyes get swayed away by this page constraints but love I really dont know why love is vulnerable to constraints. Mr. Rampartap Singh a friend of Jaspal Sigh Kalra asked me put your camera on the ground and better lie down on the tarmac I remember that snap is not with me as it has gone with winds some where lost in wilderness of life.
you have not come to me but your well wishers are that faithful that they have started envy you.
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