Mail to Raghu!

All my current fronds r good at different talents, one is a very good dancer, one is courageous to core, and all are fair!

And I have only Chinna Chinna talents, not much apprecialbles! So, each time wen I speak to them, I feel and scold myself, "Mohith, u don't even know to dance, u r black, and u ar coward"

Macha, just 20 or 21 years of our lives r over da! Lost is lost! And still almost 50 years left(approximate), never ever scold urself for 50 more years from now, for missing something, ever from now, dont feel, for u ar bad at English, or bad at Hindi! Lot is in front, keep exploring, and LOT is waiting only for U! Go snatch it!

I will be the first one to be proud of U(after ur parents)

Chellam,
Loving u soo much Raghu!

Forget ur stupid feelings, and remember my mail!