You must be on the plane now na Nandu.
And that School certificate must be in your bag flying too.
I'm sure it still doesnt believe it's yours. It thought it was mine for 5 years. So be understanding with it chekka.
I miss having you around. Last two days filled up so many blanks in my head.
I realise how partial conversations with friends here have become.
I have to cut down 2 years of my life to connect.
Polar Opposites. Parallel lines.
Guardian. Nemesis. Counsellor. Client. Critic. Driver. Banker. Cook. Teacher. Shoulder to cry on. Dearest dearest friend.
You better observe better this time as you fly as you promised, why you think the rain clouds are just winds. And call and tell me when you land.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
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