From Noida |
An open letter I do not know to whom I am writing this letter…or maybe I do but I cannot divulge the name…now that is not the main point. In this little life of mine…I have learned to see both the sides of a coin. The encounters have become short stories of my life-book. I live, laugh and cry with some of them, I leave behind some of them and some I deliberately bury below my feet. The last one is merely an attempt to hide my individual short coming.