La arko auta letter tara this is tragic love letter.

It is said that a man becomes a poet when he falls in love and a philosopher when he is out of it. I am both in love and out of it. So what am I?. I must be the poet cum philosopher.

The first look at her made my heart goes wild. And the last word of her made my mind go mad. I felt like fallen in a ditch. I am half inside and half outside. And trust me, it is hard . I can neither fall fully nor come out of it.

If I were to be given the definition of love, I would say, "Love is path that takes you up to such position and forces you to plunge into the pool of frustation" and it hurts. Yes it hurts. It hurts your mind and heart when you are trying to achive it, it hurts your pocket when you are in it and it hurts your whole damn life when you can neither achive it nor leave it. So better don't thik about it.

yours

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