I didn't want to write it down. But I have to. Nearly it's 1:25 morning, I'm writing. So it's as important as the night's heading.
There are two more things I found with me. I've to write it down before someone smashed my head with rock and made me forget all of those memories.
He sent me three letters together. I wrote it before about those. But in his third letter among those I found some pappus attached with the drawing. I didn't write about that sketch he sent me with third letter- MY FACE- he is a nice painter. Though he didn't paint me, he made a sketch black & white. It was awesome! So I found those in the beneath of the sketch and some were in the back. It's my platitude- he kept it on the ground after finishing!