I am still in love with you and yes I know you have no obligations towards me,no promises to take care of neither any known relation to keep you on my side of the sails.
I know this parting letter of mine is of no significance for you,the foolish me fell for you and on those small streets of old Delhi I kept waiting for your fragrance every morning and my nights passed looking towards your wooden window where occassionally I could have your glimpse....
My hair has started turning grey now and that buzy street which I once owned has been occupied by young blood but these half broken letters of mine still force me for a walk to your address.........

Why .....may be this is how it was supposed to end but remember my struggling breaths will keep the promise I once made to my young heart to love you forever
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