of course I know, she is not absconded. She may be in some valley in search of inspirations.
But, real joy will reach my heart
when she will describe her journey in some evening near the sea beach.
She had gifted me some red rose. Her gift always surprised me to smile in my dark chamber.
I want to describe everything, time is very less....
Let me first cross the milky way.

[c] sarojini pattayat