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. 

I have often

I have often wondered
lilies in hands
meant for some table tops

some say smiling
we bring the day

others opine
something

I have yet to know

I have often 

lets say good evening

lets say good evening

when heats has stricken

leaves have yet to fall
air plays 

dance 
tuned to its

lets say good evening

Love ! when you shall come I may get right to live a life. An anchor to strive upon. I really dont know when you will come. 

of love.

when you shall forget
where you started
where you are

you can touch
reality

I write hard
harsh
soft

every eve

you love

may be

you have

a bit distance

of love 

sclerosis psychosis takes the form of hatred if not checked. 

I hope your father will behave better.

Deepika do ask your mom to read  this letter. I paid a courtesy visit at anu house to say hello to her father as he was having illness. He deliberately brought a stale cake for me and was all smiling with stale smile on his face. I do not know whether a father can become a Nobel Laureate by this wicked behavior. whilst he was saying me off he made a rush back to his house back as if some bloody billions of dollars were lying open at his table where he brought that stale cake. I hope your father will behave better.