-her desk-
Miss. Vyas,
I...I am sorry for writing in that language... I never do that.
Well, I was so engrossed in you that there was no option left. I was drowned and drawn to you.
I...I thought that I am too smart to cover up myself but it seems that everything is reversed.
Well played, Miss. Vyas, well played.
But here's something unexpected-
With the talent of being an IT Techie, you are an artist. You have never said it to anyone as you feel uneasy to share your personal interest. You do oil paintings and have already filled sixty-one canvases with your colourful ideas.
One day, you want to auction them and give the money you earn from those to an orphanage.
You have a heart of gold, locked in the cast iron case.
Yours,
Sparsh.
P.S- I like to prove smart people that smartness cannot be categorized.
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