A letter to my heart...... Dear Pumping little thing in me, At this end of a beautiful time period of my life, I want nothing but express. Express how much I love you for making my joy double, express how much I hate you for beating stubbornly every time when I clearly banned you, for making me an emotional fool, same time making me the person I am proud of. Even this time I don’t even know is it me saying all these or you in me, saying all these. They say na! Everything has its perfect time. Mine was these last years. Cause before that as much as I remember I was always under the safe cocoon of lovely people, who knows nothing but how to love. But then in these last years of my life I met so many people, talked with them, become friends, then fought, leave and again make friends. But in all these shits of life you remain constant, sometimes fooling me around in my own dreamland, sometimes making me see things as you want to see. But today I want to tell...