I do not know much of mine. Sometimes I feel you are an exotic being around and me a difficult one to my self even, may be my emotion less vacuity filled life , hotel of mine in other words is transparent reality , my heart looks for the mirage whilst it knows very mirage hardly can bring reality and if reality is bestowed upon by Nature who knows how sand dunes take their own turn and vanish at their sweet wish leaving behind again the lonely heart. 

I am not responding as I feel may be your ground realities are something which I have yet to know.

better you say direct.

Nothing love I just wanted to say good night to you : I was searching some of your snaps but all said better you say direct.

Good Morning love. better  not ask any thing . You know it , replying serves practically no purpose.

But I can literally touch your emotions in this picture

Deepika you may be getting stirred up at my so frank telling you that I paint love but have no emotions as such with me. Yes this is an extremely sad story. But I can literally touch your emotions in this picture taken by you in Delhi. 

just say love is beautiful.

I tried your this snap but its still hazy. relevance, happening, monotony, I will not write further vocabulary of existence , is something just say love is beautiful.

by you or by my pencil

Deepika having a very low  feeling s with extremely lonely inner heart is something that can not be corrected by so called concept of partner etc etc. In other words you are my love. this word can only be understood by you or by my pencil.