Hey! How are you? It has been so many days, I did not see you! Don’t you miss me? At all? I do that, too. But one thing that life has taught me, in the last few months of survival without you, is ” flourishing, in Solitude”! Don’t you think, that is bad at all! See, how I’v grown up, as a woman? See, how i learnt to take care of my ownself, so well?

You remember, how I got scared , while crossing the streets, alone! How I used to grab your arms, so tight, so that I do not have to walk alone? It was never a a day when you did not come to drop me home..you were so concerned for my safety! How you used to buy me my favourite “Cerelac” on every Valentine’s Day, when the other couples were drenched with roses and  imported perfumes? How you loved the feeling of me resting my head on your shoulders, and you grabbing me completely with your arms, like a little child? Those never ending bus rides, and how we used to share the same headphones, tuning to the chilly winter mornings? The Bagbazar Launch Ghats, when we waited patiently for our Launch to arrive and make us traverse the temporary Utopia of The Ganges! How we held hands in the launch, while we crossed the Howrah Bridge above us? Those evenings, at the Princep Ghat, where we sat and chatted for hours, finishing packets of cigarettes and peanuts in a row! The small bridge at The Millenneum Park, under which, we used to shamelessly caress each other? The long days of bunking college and roaming around the city aimlessly? The Hunger to be in each other’s arms? The burning passion, which could paint everything red? The intense magical energy that could repair and bond everything? I remember it all, even if you do not.

Beautiful stories do not leave behind traces in your life as concrete proofs. Do you have the picture of your the best moment of your captured?? No, they exist only in your memories. You capture the whole of my memory, even today. Chance and coincidences do not generally happen to people like you and me. For us, Fate acts as our only saviour! Fate snatched you away from me. And it will be Fate alone that, would bring you back to me.

I have turned into a matured woman today. Your absence has undoubtedly, brought the strength out of me. When I travel in an overcrowded vehicle today, it is me, alone, who protects the child in me! I cross streets alone today and deep down, I hear a calm voice in my head, that, “things are going to be fine! Just a few days more, and your second father would be back to you! Things would be the real Utopia back again!”

I know, the voice is yours, wherever you are. What is more? I fight alone.. for not just my ownself, but also for my parents! Infact, I have become their parent now! I know I would have to wait for many more days before I can have you in my arms back again! The wait is difficult, but you know what? This very Hope keeps me alive! Though my life has become a ‘mocking tender irony’, these days, and I feel like a Wasteland, full of the ruins of our unfulfilled love, I still believe that, somewhere down the lane, better things await, for both you and me! The love that we welcomed with a “Good Morrow”, cannot have, such a tragic farewell for us, for we, The lovers of the SUN! We deserve a better ending! Don’t we?

But then, who decides what we deserve? Life does? Fate does? Or is it you and me? Life is full of chanced meetings, it is full of relations, which have no emotions and emotions, which do not find sanction in a relation!

With Love,

Your Love…