Letter to BM 4/4/2024

 Hey B 

You came and gone back 

Left me in a disarray 

but a good one and I am not 

able to count my blessings 

from the time I first saw in real to the moment you walked away I was in a dreamland 

I was a different person and I enjoyed every moment of it. 

I may not be able to express what I am feeling right now by myself. hence I am borrowing some one else's words. 

All men fear death. It's a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven't loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same. However, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and one that makes you feel truly powerful, that fear of death completely disappears. Because when you are sharing your body and heart with a great woman the world fades away. You two are the only ones in the entire universe. You conquer what most lesser men have never conquered before, you have conquered a great woman's heart, the most vulnerable thing she can offer to another. Death no longer lingers in the mind. Fear no longer clouds your heart. Only passion for living, and for loving, become your sole reality. This is no easy task for it takes insurmountable courage. But remember this, for that moment when you are making love with a woman of true greatness you will feel immortal.

I do feel immortal and but eventually I might die cause I am a human. Then I might meet my creator and I will tell him the biggest blessing in my life was BM and I will thank him for that. 

As I said, Please keep your desires and longing in your heart and let it burn like a low flame. Guard it and fuel it with you passion so that it will stat lighted and then when we get occasions we are can burn hot like a hot blazing wildfire. 

Now you are back and we are back to reality the above is what I hope we can focus on. I am grateful for what you did. 

Each time you told me that you did what you did was "for me".  B, you have no idea how special I felt. 

My Pagal, My stick have not recovered. I am still hallucinating that you are still around. 

I am transitioning from dream land to real land. You brought along lot of surprises.  

I will miss you ( in real) until I meet you again

with all the hate 

J