One more in the many letters i sent her

One more Sunday night. One more time I find myself sitting in front of the computer writing to you. I think it is an addiction. I wait for this the whole day and I feel a whole lot better after writing. I can’t figure out why I just don’t write during the day or why I don’t just call you?

This now is an unfailing part of my routine. I go at 5: 30 to the boat club, finish my work out, have a bath, have dinner and head straight for the computer to write you. Like clock work.
On one level I think it is an addiction. On another it is very biomechanical. Either ways, I am just happy to write you.

Last week was a killer. The best part of my week was my conversation with you on Tuesday. Afterwards, it just went downhill. And tomorrow is another week. Maybe I should talk to you more often. I don’t know about you, but it will make me feel a whole lot better. He! He! (I can actually hear you go “Oh No!”) He! He!

I am going for a movie now (a Tamil flick). So I will stop writing (and she heaves a sigh of relief)
Love
Vidyuth
PS: I hope you managed to string up your mobiles without too much trouble. I have a really corny one (for posterity) “I hope you get caught in one of my lines soon”