you may not worry I have no idea to elaborate on sciences further. 

Love
the kaleidoscopic content and value of life not withstanding melancholic perception is simply lethal as the laws place a bloody dirty bomb at your hands the moment you go the dirty knot. I think you give a title to it. I can only explain kids born to wombs who are in a yawing /( a state of mind where the person is lost in oblivion s whether of self or of outer existential s ) ,  status between 3-6 months of pregnancy will continue to fall victim irrespective of the fact that I have literally written the start and end of sciences over here.

lo ji mei tharo dhukho ka elaj kar dio

Indian masses in a mad race to bring changes has sent to parliament such peoples who have paucity of brains and mandate madness gives it another filthiest shape. India has seen such cases but masses probably do not bother to remember may be they are misled by sundri and bhagva factors or may some other local factors. Coke and pepsi was banned and asked to leave India whilst they pleaded India will loose foreign exchange and jobs plus market but madness went to that extent that Parliament turned itself into bloody factory or bania so to say like and some bloody 77 was brought into the life of India lo ji mei tharo dhukho ka elaj kar dio 

I do not know what language I can speak.

I am sketching a life of say 1978 at univ a place of too uncertain nerves provided one has. I could not develop how to speak in English and tell what exactly I mean to say. We were thinking IAS compulsory speech in English if your medium is English could be understood by kumar vishwas of that time. Naturally he is not first first of non sense I remember some VP singh made a pull able model of bofors and made it swing every where in particular in hindi belt of India. Everybody know he is the person who made rajini a shit business not congress of India. But kejriwal will say lo ji lo marho naro kei hovo ga fir. I remember a person known as some bani ram bagri he devised his own kejriwal and anna hazare business and was sent to the peoples house by the peoples only yaar, not once three timesd ie for 15 yrs : bhai logo thei jareion' socho pani mei sei kender ki sarkar bijli yaani thari tatak bolion' bhai sarkar jab mei sei tatak nikal leivein' to baki kei bacho foko pani bhai tharo khetan' mei foko pani bhajeion' kender ki sarkar bhai thei socho fir tharo fasal kiso ho payein' I was telling you of a person who narrated something after every prayer in the morning hrs at school life, I have searched my best what exactly he wanted to tell us but probably I need more efforts. I was going to my work at univ and got interrupted by some person who happened to be a black and wanted to inquire of say the petty offices and the like. After a converse of say 15 minutes I said I hope I could convey what you wanted.  And added that I am not well versed with spoken English. He smiled and said but you are speaking English only and I understood exactly what I expected. I was not pleased as I knew IAS exam is different world and I know I got failed owing to this bloody business. I have been failed in HAS due to hindi only. I do not know what language I can speak.

I think it need s no title.

Love
today after so many days I have again started to walk on my desolate lanes of heart brain body existential s all put together and side by side too. I think it need s no title. 

I will try my best possible but I know kiran is not here.

Love
I am writing you a special love letter. I put my stay when anu asked me to do. Probably she forgot that I followed her love not the decorum. Kiran was with me and I gotta got to live a life the momentous  shower s of Nature I yarn for. Today again I have recreated the scene and brought some pudina dhania kacha aam two pieces of amla the vendor was opining why this when kacha aam is already there. I have washed it and lying in the kitchen. I will try my best possible but I know kiran is not here. 

Probably I have yet to learn the genii nerves of my teacher whom name was some Singh.

Love
I was at kiran house very recent. She is passionate warm a little possessive too. She was telling how some or I rather forgot a child so to say like cut her chappal as she wanted a new one because her sibling could get some similar etc. I remember I have earlier told you this one , but may be in a little different way, one day on a usual drill class was hooting and instinctively I too started but suddenly I realised that I was only left whilst head on my folded hands tilted on a bench , our history teacher kept his calm. One day he was again calm when I scored well in his subject. Probably I have yet to learn the genii nerves of my teacher whom name was some Singh.