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Merry Christmas Girl !! :)

Santa came to my dreams last night? I know he did. Things happen if you want them to.

Have I grown up a lil bit? An inch? Ow dats bad. I wanna grow up. But I dont want to. There will always be a bridge between two worlds, I promise :)

I am sweet I know. Are you diabetic. Ah hope not ;)

Btw where's my present? No. I didnt get any last night. Not under my pillow. Not even in the cupboard. Ow so bad of you. You didnt buy any. You dont need to. What I want doesn't come with a price :)

i know i know i have been good but no more... you know there was a quote here it goes - "Dont make her wait for you, just because you know she will do."


I just wish you come soon.

Dont ask me , if it is for you. You know things better than me. You know me better than me. I know I am waiting for someone, someone who is just there, for me, and will come one day. And I have come to believe your words: "if they have to meet, they will meet anyhow."  My words are not for Anonymous but for that Unknown who will come anyhow, who will come one day who is just for me.


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Kapil Sharma said…
Wow, neva read a letter to Santa with such an honor n pride
KUDOS :)

Merry Xmas
December 24, 2011 at 9:34 PM
@ngel ~ said…
Thanks :)
aww.. well was it really for Santa :P
Dunno :)

Merry Xmas to you too :)
December 25, 2011 at 7:37 PM
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