Love I could not respond to your messages on cell. I have shared a video ek kuri jeda na mohabad , probably that is to be read in conjunction with my letter for life. 

For life.

Love one day I wrote of a hut at top of a house and unbearable heat for Rs 200 per month. I was called in Oberao Continental and rebuked for a cup of tea which even was not offered for the point of signing the divorce papers. Today I have divorce decree signed by an authorized judge lying in my cupboard. Heat I have to bear for life. 

Tea

Tea
I take
tag it happens
to support

day and nights

Tea 
life savour 

I have asked
tags

it changes

tag remains
intact

Tea

your cool.

Sheetal Katoch @ singapore , I have served them with a spirit of slavishness, I was in singapore during my official tour. No body contacted me. Now she is asked  to tell me through my own letters to realise the sense of past. I sometimes see the past and at another ponder at sense of saddist self instinct of humans. My lonely moments ask why you loose your cool.  

see you are there

when its going 
a shower of
what I have

lived with

I feel tossed
it s something

I can never know

it remains 
struck to it

I just say

see 
you are there

I am replying to your mom question : I am legally single. I have no liability what so it may be. Kids are in their mom empire with their own set up remotely controlled by germany and london. 

step in step

sky has come
its scorching heat
I saw it blossom
when days 
had different names 

you may get revived

fragrance I saw
felt at heart

with your feet
step in step