My dear Delhi Book Fair,
I am feeling overwhelmed while informing you that I would not be able to see you this year. This is not because my love for you has diminished by a fraction, but because of my forgetfulness and personal priorities.
Forgetfulness that I did not mark your arrival in my calendar to prepare in advance. And personal priorities include office in weekdays and Brother’s wedding in weekend.
I got that sinking feeling when our mutual friend called me to tell that he would be seeing you soon. 😦 I felt jealous, for a change.
Do not worry my love. Just cherish moments we spent together so far. Remember the last year? When I taking a slow walk through the lanes full of books. Just me and You. We were so comfortable with each other. Any company would have been an interruption. And now I see a…
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