letterstomissjain

hey there beautiful!    I'll get straight to the point. I am sorry. I have been a mean ass boyfriend for the past couple of weeks. Right when I should've had the highest degree of patience, I gave up and freaked out. I feel that all those times when I took you to be mad at me, you weren't actually mad. You were actually trying to tell me that my calls and my presence do make a difference. Funny right? I know you wouldn't believe me. You won't believe that all these silly little fights of ours, over things so trivial and small that we might as well laugh about those fights right now, those little fights were awesome. I mean they could have been awesome. If only I knew in time that you were actually all that wanted, only, a little disguised. Like I would've loved to take you to meet my seniors and friends over any little excuse I could find. But then I start thinking wayward. Here's how it goes I should ask her to come with me- No she would be tired and she ...

hey beautiful,    I am sure you look amazing right now as you read this. Probably have your glasses on. Tired of studying still you must look fresh as a morning. It's been so long now but I can totally picture you waking up in the morning. And in the night. While you're sleeping away to glory. The most peaceful thing. I am sorry I disturb you so much. I never want to. But we're always so short of time. Always. Yet somehow we've managed to live together. I have gotten to know just what a luxury it is to wake up buried in your hair. I like to believe that we had an awesome time together. We still are. I mean we are in a bad spot right now, but we will get through and talk about it over a beer at your post exam party. And then we'd have lived a little more together. Maybe not as cuddled up as we used to be, but close enough to fall back when the time is right.    Right now you're mad at me. You said we won't talk. I am blocked on your cell phone numbers too...

Hey there beautiful!    I am writing this as I pack for the leave. Feels nice I admit. To orient you to current situation between us here's some backdrop... as I am writing this you are insanely mad at me. I missed your call yesterday and went on a long patrol. All this while you sat there fighting all the bad thoughts in your head. I am sorry, which I think you already know, but you're right too. The episode cost you another day out of your super tight schedule and you don't want it to carry on beyond reversible limits. I agree. Actually you know what, you just might have picked the perfect time to get upset and fed up of waiting for my calls. I am packing to leave tomorrow. morning. early morning. There's a huge trek ahead of me. And most of the places this way do not have any exposure to the internet whatsoever. So Bingo! No more waiting. And then there's this possibility of spending the nights at places with some connectivity. So I'll give you a couple of...

Hey Miss Jain, I'm writing this from my makeshift fibre-reinforced-plastic accomodation sitting at 10000ft hoping that the laptop doesn't freeze in my attempt to upload this out here. It's 2 am in the night. I couldn't bear the missing so after some staring at you in the screenshots of the vdeo call we did earlier today, here I am putting it down for you to read when you start doubting if I am real or not. Well...I am. We did not depart on a very pleasant note. The whole time that we were together we fought. For you it was sheer disappointment in me. I could've heard you out. I should have. But being the immature brat that I am, I was focussed on my problems. I had planned my leave such that we discuss how we were going to manage staying away for so long. In my defense I haven't gone this far from you before. And you haven't been as occupied with anything else as you are with DAMS right now. So for most part of the leave I was freaking out. On the phone...