sometimes I see the horizon and at other I see just around, you are no where I know very much. My heart asks dont play bloody bullshit filmy tamasha I have had enough with me.

I may not be fine Deepika but how does it matter at all. You will wonder why I have written so, you should rather ask yourself why you have not contacted me in person till date. 

have you ever wondered why your mom is part of your bio sphere inspite of the fact she is a completely different existence as known to you, I pick my key pad , some times too hesitantly , as my heart asks you have presumed Deepika to be a part of yours but have you any thing worth the name to tell me how its a reality non the less if not being what should it says I may not be correct or may be I dont know.

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.