No, I am not writing a tribute to Bill Withers or bringing up a reference to Notting Hill here. This is exactly how I feel and how it is since Nirva left for India last night for her sister's engagement. It has been raining since last night. It's been gloomy and dark all day today. So this is for you my dear:
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone.
It's not warm when she's away.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.
It is true...she's really always gone too long anytime she goes away. Eagerly awaiting her return Friday of next week.
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