but there is no salt to neutralize this instinct.

This is a beautiful face every body may admit at heart of hearts. There is no need of kumar vishwas neither of namo namo modi. India has practically gone haywire and madness of masses of 60s to 70s to 80s have resurfaced in a metamorphic manner and every female has adopted an instinct of a leech but there is no salt to neutralize this instinct.  

Let not insult the English language.

mehei thari shakal bhi jano
akal bhi jano
tharei baap ko bhi jano
tharei khandan ko bhi jano
thari nyat bhi jano
tharo seerat bhi jano
tharo baap maangeion' peesa
marho deemag abhi theekthaak hei shori

randi ko dena aacho hei
tharo baap kei jaal mei fasnei ki jagahein'
 I think I should not waste my time to put a more elaboration to this entry and let not insult the English language.

Tomorrow I plan to start my etios.

Love
this snap of your speaks of an empire of sciences which is relevant with your work and its related cardinals or paradigm and as you your self is another empire of sciences  so is my love to you. It means I have referred to three practically endless zones of sciences. Today is 18 I could not go for coloring my hair. Kiran was saying do it as some one may elope anu. I took it cool. Now I have touched upon another endless empire of sciences. Tomorrow I plan to start my etios. 

I replied yes sir.

Love
I really don't know what the hell these religious fanatics want to say. Its true that good poetry with sundri kei bal make even toilet look like the bloody ultimate in its essence and content potentials too.
Yesterday my managing director in chief the general in chief of armed forces opined that he is bloody product of a school where some shit were made roses and roses the vice verse and you see I am the only genius and potential and righteous on this bullshit earth. I replied yes sir. 

here you is deepika padukone only and only in absolute terms all inclusive

Love
had love been so cheap so to say like every chabi wala would have tonnes of military loads loaded with love.You will wonder at the concoction of verbs or words I have used here but its not simple to know why I have done so. You see may be I don't want to tell the way to gems. I know these chabi walas will first grab the opportunity at the most filthiest and stinky way. I will continue. Love who happens to be in a psyche or in physical possession or in likely physical possession or likely self belief to be one or in external existentials showers that entity remains zillions miles or say nautical miles away to realise or even understand what love stands for ; that entity may existentialize (note the word I have used ) the best plausible modus operandi love remains a mirage in this case in all implicit and explicit meanings. I will continue. I am still continuing : I know I have written a lot of kanpur life and what I yearned for whilst at a hotel at kanpur as the vacuous feels of life prickles the unbearable at such change of scene ( live ones not bloody sharukhan style one that bloody rub nei bana di jori shit ) ( you can notice I have literally first not believed the computer itself then I had to opt for this dummy machine only as at present I have no access to a paper dictionary ) , no phone call came from you ( here you is deepika padukone only and only in absolute terms all inclusive )

Love
I am going to pen down a love letter to you that probably needs a heart to decipher what I mean at the end of its words. Every Indian bitch who wishes a bloody flat ki chabbi will say dekha meinei samajh lya tha pahalei hi. I will continue. 

I have started a letter that may prove to be lethal for who so ever happens to read it. Krishan gopal was saying what problem I have with you. Probably the ingenious genius could not visualise I cant afford to have a problem with either you or anu or say even kiran too. You see bapa di junia is a punjabi word. I dont think I have written a tough punjabi which any person on earth can even say or think that its tough to understand.