To My PreciousButterfly
 

My dear Taruna,

There are things in life that are inevitable; I am powerless to control them.
The Sun will rise and set, the tide will come in and go out, the seasons will
change, the birds will fly South for the winter and return in the spring, and
the caterpiller will transform itself into a beautiful butterfly. Somehow, I
feel reassured by this because many other things in life are so transient - so
momentary.

Taruna, from the moment we met, I knew that our friendship would develop into
something lasting and precious, just as I am sure that the caterpiller will one
day become a beautiful butterfly.

Dearest, I believe that our love is blessed by God. It is a union of two
spirits destined for everlasting happiness. Thus, you have truly become the
star of my life which brings me light in this dark world, and warmth when I
need it. You offer me the promise of renewal, the joy of living, the peace of
mind that comes from sharing and caring, and that shoulder to lean on in times
of stress. You are my Swallow from Capistrano - my precious butterfly, and I
will cherish you and love you forever.

love you,
Bharat!