This is a letter I wrote to a friend who suffered from the malady of love, undecided whether she’ll give the guy she loved from the past another chance. It became such a big frustration on her, hence this letter lengthly discussed the complications one has to go through when in love in all its depth and shallowness. Also an assurance that no matter what happens, there will always be someone who’ll help out, walk with her through and bear the pain with her and that is me, her bestfriend.

Politics covers a whole gamut of possibilities, favorable or otherwise.