In this whatsapp era, who writes a letter, when the person is just a call away? But I hope you find this letter in pink of your health. How are everyone? How’s your studies? Well, everything’s fine here, and I hope you too are sailing in the same boat.
I remember when I was in my late childhood, back then mom used to dictate me sentences which i was supposed to write on an A4 size sheet, with a neat handwriting and zero errors. Not much acquaintance with the language made me repeat the same words over and over. From getting my letter proofread by the whole family to quietly posting it by myself, we grew up. I no longer think what I will write, or how will you react. Conversations have become much deeper. Letters now play an emotional role in my life. I can probably write anything and everything. So like every year, I am writing you this letter, and to break the monotony of the previous ones, I won’t send the instructions for Didi. Because by now, didi would have already spoken up my list even before the letter arrives.
Bhaiya, we have had a lot of memories together. Some day, instead of posting, I’ll tie you the rakhi, and there I would not have to write a letter.
Give my regards to everyone.
Yours loving sister,
I once again curled on my bed,
With no sign of you, I began to dread-
Loneliness makes me sad,
Reminding me how days are good and nights are bad.
I fear every moment,
Your memories indeed haunt me:
And how I feel the presence of your soul around-
Flicking my hair with impish glee.
Why did you leave so early?
I never felt this weak and pale;
My knees trembled, soul shattered to a million pieces,
And the only thing which could soothe were your tales.
Every centimeter square of this house reminds me of you,
I’m lonely, and longing, for you,
This is true, and I can’t deny-
I’ll get everything in this world, but YOU.
Novels. Huge books, as defined by many. Alluring, addictive for me. I hated reading story books, fairy tales, novels, newspapers, in short, everything. I slowly developed a taste and interest for novels because of my closest friend. She enlightened me with the benefits of reading, and I witnessed them myself.
In the beginning of my journey, the number of pages scared me. The thought of reading the entire novel was something I didn’t consider my cup of tea, until I read one. The novels are my escape from reality. I could travel whole world, enjoy my dawns and dusk, eat luscious savories, slip and enjoy the audi and mercedes’ rides, and much more. The idea of parting from my favorite characters haunt me. I know I have to remain affixed and concentrate, but I am helpless, for it’s just too addictive! But today, my parents have made my worst nightmares come true. The pain of getting separated from them forever has choked my throat, it is beyond my pen’s capability. I didn’t knew my journey would end so soon, and so abruptly. I laughed when I heard their final decision, but my wet pillow gave a different reaction. I don’t know what made them do this, I never expected my fate to be this harsh with me.
I don’t know if I will ever make my way back through those shut doors. I cannot imagine anything worse than this. Deep down, I just pray, like my novels, this isn’t real.
P.S.: I fear the day the storm within me would burst, but I’d still try till my last attempt, to hold on.
Love. People say it’s beautiful. Some say it hurts. So my question is “What is Love?” Is it some person, who makes you happy or sad, or is it some animal who’s scary? Well, everyone has got their own versions of this so called LOVE. For some, it’s merely lust, or attraction. For some, it is worship. Some hate it, while some are in search of it. But I think that it is above all the definitions. It’s a feeling, which cannot be described. You don’t need to tell those species that you love them. You express it. And it’s not only typical “couple thing”, it is what a mother does to her child, an animal does to his master, a gardener does to those flowers grown in his garden.
Many of us like animals, and are fond of having pets. I personally don’t like to have pets at my home. There’s a street dog in our area, who has been coming and resting outside my house for about a week. I usually go out at the time it comes and rests. Since two days it has changed it’s time, and now comes a bit early. I happened to see it come early, so quickly got some biscuits and broke into pieces. It was so hungry it couldn’t wait and licked them from my hands. I could see a strange satiety in his eyes, and his tail was wagging swiftly. We share a strange bond between us. It tries to say a lot, and gestures are enough for us to communicate. Words are not always required.
This feeling, is love. I felt it for that animal, who is shooed away by everyone, thinking he’ll bite them. Even he’s searching love, for someone who can caress him. Finding love and happiness is not difficult. Change it’s definition, and see the difference!
Traveling is something which soothes my soul. There are various modes of traveling, but road trips are my favorite. Especially when you just pack your bag and go where the road takes you, exploring new places, the way it is carved so perfectly, the smooth texture, and you’re mesmerized. I had recently been to Hyderabad, which was a 15 hour long journey, and believe me, it all felt like a dream. There’ll be times when your vehicle will fumble over the stony path, but they’ll too feel amazing like a roller coaster. The trees around are swaying by, allowing you to feel like a flying bird. The breaking of the dawn, the falling of the night, everything seems so beautiful. In cities, we are so busy with our own lives and problems that we hardly get time to appreciate nature. While moving, you’ll realize that you were actually packed in a box all this while, suffocated and choked. Now when you’re out, you can breathe freely. You now know what’s the real world, which exists far beyond our imagination. You can hear birds chirping early in the morning, leaves humming their own songs, sun rays smiling at all those field laborers, wind playing with the hair of those girls swinging, water splashing on the feet of women washing clothes, stars gazing people sleeping on their rooftops. I just can’t describe how it feels, so you should witness it at least once in your lifetime!
“That’s the thing about Pain. It demands to be felt”. This line is from one of my favorite novels “The Fault In our Stars”. You reread this novel, and still can’t get over it, because it actually makes us think for a while. But this is true. I didn’t knew humans are so good at faking smiles. It takes courage to say “I’m Okay” when your eyes deny to lie. The water rolls down, but you somehow let it absorb on your cheek and try hiding the maximum you can. Remember, Happiness and Pain can never be hidden. That is the reason why people fall for a beautiful face. It’s the internal beauty which reflects. If you’re happy in, you’ll be shining out, and if you’re sad, your face will reflect the darkest secrets. There can be innumerable reasons, many a times irrelevant and unpractical expectations, which snatch our happiness. Shed your tears only for the one’s who are actually worth it, because Some don’t even deserve our grudges for them. When they have already broken you to smaller fragments, no on can break you any further. And at this stage, you’re the strongest version of yourself. If you’ve lost something, it is for the sake of getting better than that. Life is to smile, to enjoy, be a kid, roam around, hang out with motivating spirits, laugh like an insane and much more. Don’t waste it on something which isn’t worth anything!
I see you coming in my path
I diverge to left in utter dismay;
Your gaze fixed on my neckline
Say a lot, you know?
I never feared to walk alone on silent nights
My mom titled me “Brave”
But now I feel a strange discomfort
On this daily route of mine.
The air played with my skirt
As it folded a few inches up:
I’m not sure how I reacted
But you’d definitely directed.
I wouldn’t curse you for this
I rather curse myself for being a girl:
For wearing all those clothes
Which even show my palms-
Maybe we should hire some good Eskimo dresses
Which will soothe your eyes
And I hope this time
I’ll be spared by your sight.
I’ve seen many people going in relations daily, and have heard infinite times from their mouths saying they’ll stay together, FOREVER. This idea of forever is kinda scary for me. Imagining your entire life with a single person, accepting all their flaws, likes and dislikes, abridging the gap, being answerable to them, ugh! It seriously takes a lot of courage to be committed. You have your life, but your decisions will affect the person associated with you. So you see, how difficult it is to stay in a relation! But I think in today’s generation, Love has become a joke. It’s definition is so constricted, that people actually don’t know whether it’s love or mere attraction. Even the adults cannot sustain the beautiful and holy bond of marriage, and kids of age 12 have girlfriends and boyfriends! If you don’t want to go forever, why are you in a relation today? For fun, or for show-off in your friend circle? Well, it doesn’t matters if you are single. But you have no rights to break anyone’s heart, by giving false hopes and unpractical expectations. While purchasing clothes or any other commodities, we go in various shops, hunt in the entire city, then while choosing a life partner, why do we haste! Going in a relation, having boyfriend/girlfriend means you see your future with them. And if you don’t see your future with them, then you shouldn’t go in a relation. Broaden your view, think twice for the decision you make. Because it will have a long impact on your life!
A few motivational words combined with a pinch of appreciation and infinite support helped me create this blog. To be honest, I hated writing skills, because it involves thinking. And how badly I cursed all those humans who were involved in giving a 10 mark essay in exams! Then came the turning point. In grade 7, while our parents still considered us primary school kids, our school considered us mature enough for presentations. In each subject we were allotted topics to be presented in the class. But the English Project blew us away- write 2 self composed poems. Six lines- with rhyming scheme aabbcc-each line beginning with “to” and “in” respectively. I wanted to blow my brain out! I cried rivers and rivers, and everyone concluded dehydration as the end result!!! After many floods, I summoned up the courage to start the project. I took a paper and a pen, and began writing whatever I felt. Completion of first poem gave me the confidence to write the second, and slowly my enemy befriended me. I began writing. I started exploring a new personality in me. Thanks to my English teacher-cum-class teacher, who helped me discover my strenghths and weaknesses, right from grade 1!