good evening.

I have nothing to write except to say  good evening.

I will not elaborate further.

if I am not wrong its your most personal snap but love I have not forgotten your first snap when you were waiting on a chair for some bullshit taporia director to realise your worth. You may be inclined to tag me over cautious all the times but I am not who can be taken or say swayed by games of the heart or even brain. I am waiting when you may come and accompany me to a place of your choice but I will be simple all the way you may or may not find a fit equation to reckon with. I will not elaborate further.

you have wore so whole heartedly.

I hope some conflict order or the otherwise syndrome ( I am deliberately using novelist language ) will not snatch you from me I am asking what you have wore so whole heartedly. 

only you can understand

There is hardly any moment when I am not suffering from some bullshit psychiatric disorder. I have taken this snap of yours as its not selfish. I think only you can understand my this love letter.

I am sad today.

I hope you could have afforded to be that you mean it at this picture but I am sad today.

atta weighing machine.

real life is somewhat can be understood as compared to storage of fissile material. USSR tech brain could have better placed the storage part not in the reactor site as accidents are not only because of human factor but there are many many others much complex ones. navu and ricky which you chose vs their pop corn and 2.5 lakh kilometers between CHD and Delhi is another g factor only your heart can tell you that love is something that can not be measured on a say atta weighing machine.