If you are going by bus to the work. While Im writing this you are taking your bus. Or may be you are already getting a lift to work. I couldn't give you a ride to the work sweetheart, but I collected you after work and drop you at home. I have had that privilege. I remember how we cuddled in my vehicle at road side. Remember the park closer to temple? Im not giving the names of the places here. I sweet was the fragrance of your hair and skin. I lived in that fragrance (im telling you this not in a bad mind. I miss you Baba.) I loved to have time with you. I had no minute which I couldn't give to you. I was desperately waiting to talk to you. Then I was waiting to see you. I miss ypu Baba. And I love you forever.
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