I was Eight A circus came to our village Every body went for shows, so as I. There was a lilliput, Jumping all over, falling, rolling and laughing, Every body laughed and  so as I Some one told he is so cute I said yes, he is.   I was eight, Papa once visited town , He took me along with, There were beautiful shops, Buildings and what not. Again I saw a lilliput, Pleading for food, begging,   I came home, Grandpa was there, I asked him " Grandpa, Why the lilliputs are there". He replied " GOD HAS CREATED HIM LIKE US" "But why he is not like us, Does he not love him." " He loves all, so is here." Again " He should be like us then" "Because he was fond of created BONSAI in his previous birth and created many. So god has made him like so"   Two months back, I called you. "Please call me after fifteen minutes" you had told then. Again I called, Your assistant picked the phone, " She replied why are you calling again and again. Don't call again else we will intimate Police" Full Stop.   A week after you called me, Jaan, were you not here, No, I am, I replied.  Then why you never called me the whole week. I told the whole incidence. I had never told her for so, there is some confusions.   A month back, you sent me a mail,  Send it to ten most precious once , you commanded I sent it back ten times to you, After all you are the most precious one I possess Never forward me any mail, you are disgusting, can never understand the fillings, you wrote. I stopped again.   A week after you called me, Why don't you write to me. You had stopped me for writing you, I replied, You had misunderstood, I told you not to forward the mails, Please create some virgin writing specially for me. Yesterday you called, Dear I want to talk you, Why do we want to create a bonsai, why don't we let your so called infatuation and what I call my love to die, if can not flourish, Let me have a natural death.