Again I am in the Udaipur. I am back garden of sanyog's office. I have seen many photographs of this garden on his phone and heard many stories. From where I am seating, I can see backside of his office(assuming). Do not have the guts to go nearby and see the window in person.
Every time coming and leaving from Udaipur is like breaks my heart each time. Even though I don't believe in hope, I have hope that someday, somewhere, at some point in time, our paths will cross again and we will be able to see, talk, and meet each other. I am waiting for that moment. I am sure when that will happen time will freeze again, nothing matters anymore. All that matters is two people who know each other like no one will meet, he will not let me go anywhere.
I don't like Ahmedabad but being in Udaipur and not able to see or meet Sanyog, that kills me into pieces.
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