I'm not quite sure how it all began...

Dear Naomi,

If i choose at this point to damn the existence of destiny or the notion of a god, then would i not be damning what i believe to be the very foundation of us too? I have always believed that i was waiting for you all through my life, till i found you and my heart rested. And it truly makes me smile to think of a cynical sod like myself waving a candle of hope on an idyllic sea shore, waiting for my ship of love to sail in...But that is who i was before i met you - I believed, and i waited...for you.

Between you and me...

Dear Naomi...

If you are reading this, then thank you for finally choosing to open my mails...The rest of it will be said in these pages. You don't have to say a thing. It's alright just knowing that you are reading...

Till that day
.........

The house we're building...