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An evening well spent....

Wow, what a day it was!! Went for an interview in the morning which according to me went well. And then in the evening meeting my bestie. Well thanks for making my evening special and making me smile when everything else in my life is messed up. You have been a true friend as I always say. Oh yes, special thanks for the jacket, the perfume, and of course the diary.I was really taken by emotions after reading what you wrote in the diary. I was happy that at least some one in the world feels that special about me, and that someone is you, my bestie. Cheers girl. We may be busy with our own turmoil of life. You know what, after my Mom, you are the only girl whom I appreciate this much. 😘
Feeling sleepy, so good night and take care. Love you a lot. Cannot express that in words, i am assuming that you know this fact. I wish that we had a blood relation. But it's perfectly fine. Some relations look good on Friendship only. And it would be wrong for me to call you my friend now. You are more than that to me, you are my family…
Loads of love….
         Pushkin Channan(@_@)

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