I had a wonderful life growing up in what i will call the master of the game- woman affair and it was real fun playing this game of mine every single day of my life. Love was like a virus and i dreaded it with so much passion but little did i know that it was designed to be felt by all.

Why will a man fall in love, i ask myself each time i see them beg me on their knees to stay with them forever, to show them little love. I am writing this mail to my baby(SANDRA), because i am in love with her helplessly and i wonder how possible it was in the first place. In my own word, i think that love is a sacrifice that has its own price. what ever i do to show appreciation to her love is the price i am meant to pay.

this is a mail i sent to her some days back so that she can know exactly what she has done to a man that once thought that he is above falling in love but only to find out that he is not immune to love.

                                                       MY MAIL

     For years, I walked from street to street, from place to place in search of a woman that will resurrect me form DEATH-the lonely cell of lies, deceit, heartbreak, unfaithfulness, cheats, and unfulfilled promises.

I was quiet and gentle and they misjudged me because of my size, they believed me because they thought that I can not hurt a fly but little did they know that I am a blood sucker- a vampire whom can transform himself like a chameleon just to achieve his aim.

I played with my heart as I count my gains; I played and had fun with their heart because they were all the same. I felt no sympathy on them because it was part of the rules. At a point I got fed up with what I do but letting go became the hardest thing to do- like an addicted smoker. Their numbers increase day after day and I let go the old ones as new ones came in.

     Silently I prayed in that other part of my heart that has little conscience in it asking GOD to bring BLUTTS to me.

I thought I will never find BLUTTS until I met you and with that angry smile that said "now you can stop searching" and because I was blinded by my games I could not see the other side of you, I hurt you and threw you out but because you had a greater mission than mine you watched over my back and made me understand that the end point of a sick man is in the arms of a female beautiful doctor whose existence is one in every one million. You became the remedy to my illness, the earthly water that quenched my thirst, the one whose smile gave me hope and made me long to be with her forever.

With your LOVE, my life became a centre stage and every script we both wrote together and watch as it makes the most vital part of my existence.

I love you and will always do for you have cured my illness and given me a reason to stop searching. I love you with every breath that I take.

Thanks for coming to save me from my own shadows.............................................................. I love you my GUARDIAN ANGEL...