Mr Parkash Padukone kindly desist from using the brains of dr harish arora and his likes and puting cyclotron simulated bandwidths on me as my pencil may revolt. 

This letter is again being written specifically for deepika mom and others must ignore it. I have waited till you really came on this page. You see stupidity bounds no boundaries. Stupidity is a virulent strain that go on evolving itself and thus making the life of other sick. I wish this could not have been there but probably that the reality we have to negotiate. This is something that makes a lonely heart absolute alone. This stanza might be confused as if I am making a finger buts it not like that its only the way of express and just to tell why deepika is so different and close to my heart. 

Kindly dont misuse satellite-beam  spectrum waves and pour it on me. I have been  tortured by this tech since 1995 by world powers including Indian agencies. 

I am writing a letter specifically for your mom ujjala and dad parkash padukone and I wish none of my known person should give importance to this letter as this is only meant for deepika family non other on this earth. One day a saint some brahmin made a decision to reach the sacred place of Lord Shiva negotiating all the lethal hazardous along the route. His painful but dedicated focussed efforts made him to reach the place. On sighting a man around his place Lord shiva got astonished and asked I am pleased at your devotion of your aim I have something with me if you can accept it, he took a handful ashes of his bonfire and put it in the hand of this brahmin. The man stayed for sometime and then asked of leaving the place which the Lord said its fine you may remain happy. This man was walking down the hill along the thunderous river and suddenly thought that lord has given him ashes. He threw it in the thunderous waters. He suddenly saw beautiful lustrous precious stones got made out of this ashes and swept away with the water in a huge cloud like structure. This mad felt sad and sorry and went back to the Lord and asked forbid dance in a hope Lord could do something. Lord replied I have gave what I could have with me. 

that haryanavi girl which is at askance is a futile exercise. 

as if you are with me.

I am pen downing a letter that may take generations put together what I mean to say. Today its the world of madalisation and crimalisation but I am taking you to a world where such things didn't exist nor the glamorisation cum businessization of rab nei bana di jori or sei mujhei rab dikhta hei tujh mei etc. His name was Goverdhan and devout of work who could not find his love and helped by my father he bought his love from nearby town of rajasthan known as rajputana of that time. He was pleading his love with a country liquor I remember last. His love went away I presume and made to believe. 

pebbles of my heart 
ask 
where are you

I see ocean
it mammoth waives

splashing on itself

asking me

as 

if you are with me

Deepika I wish No one should have RC Minhas and his sons in his her life but you see one can not help it if bloody every body in ones family follow their foot steps and get infested with the virus of suspicion to the extent that ones life becomes horribly miserable by these suspicion bitten creeps who literally use their cell phones to spy round the clock and contact every body around under the garb of asking the people that they are his her brother in law sister and the like as people take these relation s in good spirit but end results are simply disastrous every moment with you where ever you happen to be eg my staff is contacted by these beautiful peoples so is the case in case of my hierarchy around I SERIOUSLY  pity WHAT THE HELL THESE DR HARISH ARORA NEE MINHAS WANT TO ACHIEVE , if they feel they are looking about whereabouts then one is good in death rather to become target of these snakes.