this suit comes in many varieties : one that with flowing semi transparent part over the arms : the suit literally spreads at your leg parts etc. The one you have already in chatri wala equivalent is not the one which I am referring to. It has so many different aspects as compared to this one. This suit particularly looks very delicately adorned to be prominent at the decency or say luxurious aspects around the chest part.

Deepika can you have a recent fashion suit ( I do not know its nomenclature its a big suit with some yoga pant style etc ) I just want to see your snap , preferably in a couple of different ones, just upload your snaps I will serf at your standard page after sometime just to feel like how you happen around.

yes deepika my brain has also confirmed you are now in fact in love with me, the only point is when you can really afford to come over here.

Deepika I can get your naughty nerves but seriously unless  you come physically and meet me I will not be able to feel that you are infact in love with me. You may wonder why I am writing so terse language , the reasons are probably too complicated psychiatric only which even if I pen down it may be greek to you just you do not know why you get your eyes wet , whilst I know all the reasons still I keep quite , by this very telling to you , you can get an idea how much can be written but I simply dont intend to write at all as my own basic psyche is exhausting without you. here I definitely will not intend to tell you that you should come to me because I am saying so : its only you and you who should tell to you that you are coming to me. I seriously tell you I will never come to bombay as that is not my way of thinking.

where that heat has gone.

Pakistan hackers along with Chinese cranks crashed my system with their virus software but they do not know they are rather going to get dethroned by virus only. My heart asks till such time they meet their own end can you write a poem for it. I see the stars and find if I can really write a poem for you. I dont know whether poems serve any useful purpose at all. 
a spell of air
asks me
we have no emotions with us
why you worried of your vacuity
I see its tones
feel the pulse
see if there is some substance
worth it
with or without

In my small days
I used to sit at grain stock
when sun clicked 50 plus
two cots some gunny bags
I made a shade 
heat was my companion
but I was cool
without my medicines

I dont know
where that heat has gone.

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.