you are special to me.

I have taken one of your snap s studded with one of the prime moments may you could also have felt so.
I know I have had very sorry state affair of my luck in my personal life with very very pathetic peoples that have left a long array of sobering nerves but I do know if you have 99 % bad life but get a better one after that one should be thank ful to the Almighty.
Do say to your mom you are special to me.

Do say my hello to your Dad.

you see Deepika time is something that only my pencil knows and possesses the prowess to handle but I am not using or say my pencil is not writing this love letter to you. I miss navu childhood and probably get the idea how the things turn twisty twirly so is the case with ricky. When you will come here you may find them the gems surrounded by ever possible filthiest thinkable but love for them they are not because their heart is divided : have you understood love. 

today is working day I really didn't want to disturb your sleep rhythms. 

your mom seems to be more original in this combined snap.

Its not possible to know why we love and if there is some ways and means to tell the environment behave. Probably this is what the biggest cauldron we face on scientific basis understanding. 

Today I feel its Saturday only.

I have neither seen nor read the contract papers or say agreement papers which you and people of your industry sign and the if s and buts into it but probably they have not changed their papers I feel its already on record what punishment they will get any how I was expecting you to be with me as cranky brains still believe I am hurriedly going to meet some female (s) 

your dress was good

I can understand you can not put a call to me
but somehow you can understand putting a call is another thing
I dont have a cell phone either with me
you could have used e mail
then you can also presume what is their in bullshit vocabulary

you asked about diwali
its relaxation is not possible

may be you know
sometimes I do feel
I could have been a little
say smart guy and my pencil

but you see
I dont know whether you will really come to me

so
why should I be smart guy with my pencil 

may be they no word to speak

sometimes my heart asks me
is that fixation , the fuss
I am busy all the time

with or without

I do wonder
my heart
how come
it has started
speaking
mundane

I ask my lonely airs
how come
you adore me

may be they have
no word to speak