(2 March, 1952.)

To, 
The noor of my heart.

Greetings, my dearest. Of course, you are right. After all, you know me better than anyone, even better than my own self. I did like it, as I do to everything related to you. You are my love and everything you do is extremely dear to me.

My moon, you may already know it but everything I come across, whether it is the trees or the flowers, the earth or the sky, the moon or the stars, everything, every single thing seems to whisper your name in my ear. When the breeze caresses my face, I feel it's you, with every beat of my heart, it feels like you are coming, I see you and feel you in everything. I am aware I say that very often but that is the ultimate truth, my dearest. 

My beloved, my words are nothing but a raw reflection of my heart and you are, in fact, the one who has taught me how to love and how to express it. Knowing my words soothes you is the ultimate relief to my heart. I promise you, my moon, that I will never break the belief you have in me, I will be with you for more than an eternity, in life and as well as death. I will be with you forever and ever. Even if a havoc breaks upon the earth, I shall never leave your hand.

I am aware of the adoration you feel for me, you say it's more than you feel towards any other thing and that makes me more joyous than I have ever been. My beloved, it hurts my heart when you say that everything is harsh and cold to you nowadays, if it was possible I would come to you this instant and never leave your side again. I, everyday, pray for this cruel separation to end soon and to be with you again. 

To me as well, your love is everything, the reason that keeps me breathing. My dearest, you are my first and last wish of a falling star. Whenever I think about you, which is apparently every second of the day, a welcoming warmth envelops my body and all my senses, leaving me with a tranquility I have never known before you. You illuminate every fiber of my being, every shard of my soul, every corner of my heart. You make me shine, brighter than any star has ever shone. You and your love keeps me alive, dearest. 

I am very grateful that I have the honour to call your heart, that is as gentle as the water of Ganga, mine. The heavens had blessed me with the utmost joy when they decided to send you into my life and finally complete it. 

My dearest, as you may already know, I have wholly and completely lost myself to you and that is yet the only reason I have found the real Shubman, the Shubman only you can bring out, the Shubman I am only in your presence, the Shubman I like the most. You have given me life and have become my life. My heart had surrendered to you long ago and had finally found peace because of that.

I am completely in love with you and living without you is the worst punishment the heavens had casted upon me, for I am not even aware of the sin. This separation is heart-wrenching and I desire nothing more than just to be in your arms and always stay there. 

I pray we reunite soon and my heart again experiences the calm and peace that you are, my dearest. I hope to see your face before long and be able to express my love in person. Till then, be happy and safe, my beloved. I am with you, not physically but still there.

With love. 
Yours, for this life and many mores to come. 
Shubman. 

Aankhon mein baste ho aap, dil ko har ghadi bas aapka intzaar hota hai,
Aapki aahat se dhadakta hai ye, aapse hi isko karaar hota hai,
Aapki mohabbat mein is kadar kho chuka hai khudko,
Ke aapke ek pal door jaane se bhool jaata hai jeena aur bas bekaraar hota hai.

(Translation- You reside in my eyes, every moment I await your return,
My heart beats with your presence, only with you it finds solace.
I've lost myself so deeply in your love,
That even a moment away from you makes me forget living, and I'm left restless.)

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A question. If you all can only listen to one or two musicians for the rest of your life, who would it be? Mine would be Jagjit ji and Rahat sahab for sure, what about y'all?