Last night, as I was going through all my old mails and greeting cards, I spotted this beautiful and memorable gift. It was sent to me by a very dear and special friend. It has been 5 years since I received this beautiful gift. I still preserve and treasure it very much. The messages on the gift:-
" THANKS FOR BEING A GOOD FRIEND THANKS FOR THE CARDS THANKS FOR THE SUPPORTS THANKS FOR THE CALLS THANKS FOR BEING NICE HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS" My dear friend, I wish to convey the same messages to you and they are deep from my heart. Last but not least, I just wish to respond to the last line "HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ARTIFICIAL FLOWERS" My dear friend, the flowers maybe artificial but our friendship is "genuine". Thank you for the beautiful friendship. God Bless.
My dear one........ how I wished I could read your mind how I wished I knew what was in your mind my dear one........ please allow me to swim through your mind and merge with your thoughts to enlighten you to help clear your clouded mind and make you feel a lot more better my dear one........ if not today or tomorrow maybe one fine day do allow me to merge with your thoughts.
As my eyes scan through your inner body from left to right from top to bottom you are pregnant with words I could grasp the speciality in you you give meaning to my life without you....... I am not what I am you the book the priceless gift.
What is wrong with me, my friend? sometimes.......... I feel very low I feel so lonely though I am not alone I feel something is missing though I feel I have everything What is wrong with me, my friend? sometimes.......... I could feel the distance like you are moving away though I know, you are there I feel that you just do not care though I know you care What is wrong with me, my friend? when the thought of you come into my mind I feel very heavy deep inside my heart starts to drizzle my eyes full of tears it is so painful What is wrong with me, my friend?
As my fingers touch your skin I could feel the smoothness you are safe and sound with some layers surrounding you I have no choice only to remove the layers as i remove the layers one by one I could see your shining texture glows your inner smoothness and shines obviously visible to my naked eyes though heavy deep inside I have to slice your body into pieces as I slice your body the strong aroma gets into my nose my eyes too started to be in tears tears keep rolling on my cheeks how thrilling...... slicing an onion. :))