The dresses do nothing, but need finally to be undressed.

Dear Pattabhi...,

Very much happy to breath into each other

And to be able to live our memories behind,
Which otherwise would have got suffocated
To the death of forgetfulness.

Dear Pattabhi

Words are only the dresses of formalities.

It never represents the core and soul.

The dresses do nothing

But need finally to be undressed. 

And words never give

The real feel and touch of

The body and bone inside.

At the maximum,  words do cover,

But never uncover the soul.

Life lived is lived,

And that makes our life into life.

No other equation has come to life,

Than to make it to a life

Or to make it more than a life.

Physically life is and has been

Just breathing, drinking and eating.

  

Further to hear more and more 

From you again and again.....

To peel more skins of more fruits off....

With regards,