Tonight when I reached at my book shelf to pick up a new book, my eyes glanced at that diary kept in one corner. The diary that I haven't touched in very long. The personal diary with all my vulnerable thoughts and questions and doubts and endless emotional things. It also used to be the diary in which I started writing my first script. Today suddenly felt like revisiting those thoughts and something strange happened. While flipping through the pages, I came across this note. Can't even contemplate my thoughts right now. Just feeling grateful for having such a friend in life. I do recognise the handwriting and if its you, who I think you are there is a chocolate cake coming your way. You just made my night whoever you are. Love you and thank you for being there.
P.S I'm driving myself crazy trying to figure how and where and when you got this diary and wrote this note.So just get in touch.