You know I have always been scared of you. You have always been so powerful. Independent. You always knew more than me. I never knew why you loved me. You were the stronger one.

I used loved instead of love, because I am not sure what you feel for me right now. I don't blame you if the verb is in past tense for you. It going to be always present for me. But you already know that, like always.

Do you hear me saying good night to you, everynight?

Mini

I still dont understand why you had to do it. See what you have done to me. You make me cry...cant type

My heart literally pains when I think of you.

You know why I don't post on Facebook? Because everyone I want to share anything with can see me here. Right?

I'm not sure why I write here. May be you are reading. May be you are not. May be you are reading, thinking that I wrote this for someone else, when actually I am writing this for you. I don't know. I just feel like I have talked to you. I don't know if you are reading, but I so wish you are. And if you ever have a doubt if it is written for you or not, you know how to reach me right?

I know I have written this before, but how long would it take you to notice that I am dead? I mean as in when I die, not that I am dead right now. Well, in a sense I am. Or may be its just a part of me that is dead. The good part I guess, the better half. And then half of that remaining died again. And one more time. Its good that I am weak at maths, else I would have been scratching my head right now, trying to solve how much is left of me. The answer for now is, not much.

You see the problem is that I don't give keynote speeches, but I do make revolutionary products. Its just that I am making all the stuff for myself. And you. But you just won't talk to me. So who do I show all this to? I bet you, the day I get to show you all the research I have done and the awesome algorithms I have written, you would be impressed.

Just saw the launch video of MacBook Air. Again. I'm thinking of changing my religion to Apple.