Dear Shahl.....

As I begin this letter, I could cite out my heart to be the heaviest one, which has couple of guilt of losing the courier, the one which you dispatched going out of the way. It is more or less an ordeal for me missing something which you posted, the which comprised of few cards on two important eve's V day and my B'day which is likely to fall this month end. Such, hard and diligent work of yours going astray is really shameful for me, missing that incredible drawn sketch, those impressions of yours on those cards and some awesome messages especially jotted down for me, which would had made my several days to come. Alas! Nothing could be done except expressing our distress to this fiasco, we really can't undo things, after all life has no retake, and that's the only difference between real life and reel life.

I know you are least bothered to hear or read such long encyclopedia, me describing tons of irrelevant stuffs, rather expressing the moot thing which you really look forward to find in my letters. But unfortunately a lover boy has a dearth of this skill to unveil the spectrum of love & affection as you expect. But no harm in trying, what do you say dear ? okay, let me give a try. You know Shahl, this afternoon when I entered into the world of sleep I could see you coming into my dreams. I could see both of us in some fragrant garden, just at the midst of cluster of the most beautiful flower with sun shinning at the back, it's heat really comforts us as it does in the chilling winter, with green grass enveloped the land where you are seen standing. And yeah! & you seems to be the most gorgeous person as usual I could see you in pink robe, with radiant face, a persona which had the blend of everything. Seen moving with eyes at the entrance, and often glancing at your wrist watch as if pretty inquisitive to see your Mr. Right. The more unease & desperate you were seen the more beauty kept adding on your persona. Just then when you were about to give up your anticipation. I appeared walking in haste with little bouquet in my hand holding with my right hand but my hands seen going back as if face though multiplied the gleam on it but you pretended to lose your anger for this unfortunate delay. I pleaded for a while and you just got delighted seeing those stunning flowers. And soon giggling & smiling thus emerging the most happiest & gorgeous lass on this planet. You know Shahl, you anger for a while and soon turning up to be a happy person reflects your brittle nature, that though you sound at your outer layer but within you are too soft, so your hardness is mere superficial, its just like a glass which sounds hard though, but shatters the moment it falls down. So you being brittle sound hard or rather rough though seldom, but soon your anger or hardness perishes when comes under the contact of a stress or pressure of love and affection especially when its applied by myself.
Soon after you rose up with giggle & laughter I requested you to accept those flowers but I had my own style of presenting them to you. I knee led down got your hand, kissed it and then forwarded those flowers composed into a bouquet with both hands. And at your end you just collected them as if you were too eager to get it from me & then gave your hand to life me up. And soon we were seen walking with hand in hand for a small stroll. The atmosphere around you were the most important & striking source of making thins around fragrant. Soon our stroll followed us to a beautiful lake where we found stairs to sit and chat for long right in the midst of mother nature.
You know Shahl, to be honest the above dreams which I narrated was nothing but fictitious but yeah I had planned all such moments we time and again have them in our life. The dreams weaved would inshallah turn into reality when we came together, soon our tryst forever would certainly witness such loads of events in our life whose memories we would often cherish.
Perhaps, this arbit story might have quenched your thirst to certain extent as you had been expecting such letters from me the day we fall in love with each other. Everytime you received my letter , after reading them you were genuine in cursing me for being so incompetent in jotting down such letters. Anyway, hopefully thi would suffice to some extent though it's too little too late for my Shahl to get this piece.