LETTER TO MY SPECTACLES.

So well, you are always there for me. My true companion. Never leaving me alone. Even when I wish you did never exist for me.

Dear Spectacles,
You give me back “ON MY FACE” literally. Last Saturday night when Saurabh was trying to kiss me, you came in between. Why? For what reason? Not once, but twice. Later it just got too awkward and weird. You don’t leave me alone, ever. But hey! I am looking for some other companion too; considering my boyfriends here. Can you give me a break?

Look, I was a child when I really wanted you. Like, maybe in my 6th grade or something. Because then, it was so cool to wear specs in school and look more studious and become teachers favorite. But all that age and phase is past. Darn! I am in college now and you came in so late.

Now I realize, why everybody told me that spectacles are not that cool either. You get wet in the rain, bringing back more than my actual vision problems to me. When I go out to watch 3D movies with my friends, I am always confused with what to do? In the last movie, when it was complete dark, I wore you back and put my 3D glasses on top of you. But, Anuj captured it and they all laugh at me now. And while drinking hot coffee with Saurabh… Damn it! I hate you. He laughed looking at all that fog and mist instead of my eyes. He looked so cute laughing though. *Blush*

But, I hate you. You get stuck in my hair too. What are you so good at after-all?

Yes! I know I can get lenses and everything done but I feel that just doesn’t suit my style anymore. I am so used to you. Sliding you back up from my nose while trying to be bossy, or just grinding in you while reading my favorite book at night. And I feel, even Saurabh finds me cute with specs on. He messaged me last night saying, “Hey! Cute Dorky”. :B

I don’t know, but you put me in a position, I don’t know what to do about.

Anyway, thanks for providing me a not-so-naturally-still-naturally clear vision since 2015. I still hate you!
But, love always!

LETTER TO THE MOODY ME.

My moods are like the colors of that rainbow, vibrant and strong but I wonder why don’t they always spread awesomeness?!

Dear Moody Me,
You catch me off-guard so many times and I have no option to run away from you.

I adore you for you are the one who brings about my true feelings; not just in front of myself but also in front of my dear and near ones. You are like that perfect reflection of my inner self; standing in front of the mirror, naked. The things about you that best captivates me is your innocence. No matter what the occasion or people, you just come out like that child who wants to eat that cookie from the cookie jar just as of now and never later.

While I understand you and try to calm you down, others don’t. And they never will. They have their own child to deal with! But I wonder why everybody doesn’t everybody understands each-other in this case? Until the point I am smiling and happy and bringing happiness and laughter in the room, people want to stick around. But otherwise, nobody even cares.

It is because of you that I’ve figured out who my real people are; my go-to people. You know Rishika right? She sat and cried with me the other day when I told her about that childhood memory of mine. I could sense her heart beating like mine, racing strong, connecting our impulses on that berserk memory.
And then, they talk about fake people. Do they even look at their own reflections?

Dear Moody Me,
Your mercurial nature amuses me so much. I am still sitting and smiling, thinking about yesterday when you came back from work. Just to cheer up a dull day spent at the office, you fixed up a drink by yourself in the shadows of the dusk. You are crazy!

I am glad that you are with me and helping me live my life, helping me cope up with even those smallest of things that try to break me apart. It is because of you that I’ve learned to let go off so many things in my life. You handle me like nobody else ever can.

And while there might be people who don’t like you; you are my rainbow- vibrant and strong, always spreading awesomeness for me. Don’t ever let go of my hand for you bring light to my life.

With love!

LETTER TO THE FOODIE ME.

“No! I am not going to eat it.”
5 minutes later, I am still sitting there but that crispy, golden-brown garlic bread with cheese and Italian seasoning, served with a thick, hot tomato bisque, which was stationed in front of me had by now found a peaceful place in my stomach and I am like, “F*** diet!”.

Dear Foodie me,
Why can’t you have a control over yourself? When will you learn that? You never were like this when you stayed back home; always avoiding the superlicious and healthy home-cooked food. Where and WHEN did all this come from?

I especially get embarrassed in front of my office colleagues because of you. Last week when Vishal bought sweets from his home, for everybody in the office, he had to step in and stop me from taking up that 4th piece in my mouth. Do you even know what does that feels like? How would you? Because you were simply enjoying that taste for a few seconds and then wanted more of it.

It is because of you that I have to hit the gym now. Not that I am serious about it and all, but I am already growing fat and I feel I should control it now. Let’s hope that I go to the gym tomorrow and I am telling you, I’ll seriously start my diet too.
“Then how about having a cheese burst pizza tonight? Anyway, you’ll start gyming.”
Argh! Stop putting all this in my head and making me go through all this.

I mean, at times I feel like… DO I EVEN KNOW YOU? You have a craving for almost everything greasy. Don’t you care about me? And even that was fine! What is with these midnight cravings now? And that, sitting-with-an-ice-cream-tub craving while binge-watching? And oh! Let me not comment on your pani-puri cravings… you can have them anywhere. I feel, if you get selected as one of the brightest minds in this whole world and are sent to Mars for further paramount discoveries, you’ll probably come back in 5 minutes to have pani-puri and then go back again.

I don’t think I can control you and these sumptuous taste buds of yours which always crave for a different and unique taste. It’s like a vicious circle -sweet, salty, spicy, chocolatey, sweet and sour, little spicy, sweet… and it is never-ending. I wonder if you’ll ever understand what I go through because of you. And oh! Now don’t make that puppy face and remind me about that time when you had to drink a cup of green tea – 2 weeks back. Damn it! That was one single cup, that too 2 weeks back!

Dear foodie me,
I love you and your desires to try every taste in this world but can’t we just work out a plan that suits the both of us? Let’s sit and talk about it over your much-needed coffee break now. And no! I am not having pizza for dinner tonight.
With love!

ps: Let me just check online if there is any offer on pizza going on today.

LETTER TO MY BUCKET LIST.

I wonder when will you cease to exist? I mean, you are just everywhere. I turn around to probably take a step back and relax but eventually, even that comes on you.

Dear Bucket List,
Do you get tired or irritated with me? You should not; for, I am the one who keeps you going and happening with an exhausting list of things to do.

I was first introduced to you in the first year of my college. That was precisely 9 years back from now and since then, there has been no turning back. You were an absolute buzzword back then and yes, you did have your own charm. Otherwise, earlier too, I wanted to do a lot of things but always forgot about them a month later because those things never found a dedicated space to exist in my life.
But now, thanks to you. You keep my moments, adventures, and all those random, weird and crazy things alive. You maintain that log and always keep reminding me to make out time for things that I want to do – for at least once in my lifetime.

But then, at times I feel I take you for granted too. I just keep dumping a lot of things on you and never ever really make time for them. Last time when I thought about this problem, I indeed shifted my goals of finishing up with the current bucket list from – the next 2 years to the time I turn 60. Probably. Why not? Maybe when I turn 60, I’d have all the time in this world to do what I want. Then, it’ll be just you and me, and me and you.

At times I am guilty too; to put you through all this. Last night while I was feeding a street dog outside the society, I added owning a dog on my list. Last month, when I saw a boy playing guitar at the mall entrance, I added learning guitar to my list. This damn trip to Goa and Leh-Ladakh have been on my list for more than a year now. Tell me honestly, do you think I’ll ever be able to catch up with you?

I am sure I drive you insane and always keep you on your toes. But trust me, you are the only one who knows my wild side so well. Let’s just try to go through it once – bungeeeee jumpingggg, skydiving, mid-night drive and trek up to the mountains, oh damn! kiss a random guy at the party, blind date… I don’t think I want to go further than this. Even my boyfriend doesn’t know about all of it.

Dear bucket list,
Thanks for just being around and not judging any of my stupid, thrilling desires. I am sure as I grow old a lot of things will change. But, one day, together, we will conquer this world.

Until then,
Love always!

LETTER TO MY COFFEE.

If there is one thing that I can have n number of times a day, then that is my coffee.

Dear Coffee,
No reason, no occasion required, you are always on my mind. Without a doubt. Always. And I keep looking for people to go with, to the cafe. Not that I can’t go alone, but it’s just more fun that way.

I don’t know why, but I feel that the conversations that I have with someone over coffee are just amazing. Maybe it is something to do with the aroma, or maybe with the heightened senses, or maybe I just find the right people to go to have coffee with (if you know what I mean 😉 ).
But all the other times, I am content with just you! You and me, me and you; it is so peaceful and calm. Sipping in strong and bold thoughts while leisurely reading and enjoying one of my favourite current authors.

I feel you just know how to set the perfect mood for almost anything. And I am not kidding about it. Let’s talk about it-
>> Going on a date: Coffee Cafe is the safest and best bet.
>> Going with friends for the most random hangout: what better place then trying out the new cafe just down that street?
>> Preparing an important presentation overnight for delivery the next day: you give an unending support by being the best company ever to be up with all night long.
>> While unwinding a tiring day at the office and relaxing in the evening, on the couch, in the living room: your aroma soothes and energizes the body.
And among all this, let’s not forget the endless “perfect pictures” that you create, as if you just know that magick.

Damn! You do know magic. Don’t you? How can you read somebody’s mind too? Or even force people to blurt out the truth?
I remember the last time I went out with a friend for a coffee, I got to know so many treasured secrets about that person. I feel people just create a special bond over coffee, and all that credit goes to you.

You surely rule the world and all the hearts in this world! And I love you so so so dearly. You are the best companion I’ve ever met. For all my worst to brightest days, you light up my moments of life, by adding a sense of that bitter-sweet taste that rarely matches anything I would ever want. I am never ever; ever never going to leave your side. For, once a coffee person, always a coffee person.

And thank you for sticking around in my mercurial world. I am sure if one of us was missing from this, life wouldn’t have been the perfect life it is now.

Love always!

LETTER TO MY DAD.

If superheroes do exist, I know who they are!

My Superhero Dad,
I can’t imagine my life without you. If you were indeed not there then who would take care of me, like a princess?

I remember in my faint memories of childhood how you taught me to ride a bicycle. You were standing in that hot Sun during my summer break when I was 5 years old. You ran and jogged with me in the colony for an hour, sweating and panting but not giving up. Two years later, you gave me the courage to ride my bicycle without those two side-supporters. I was petrified but again you didn’t give up on. me. You gave me that extra push I needed to get those wheels rolling. Later in the evenings, you would also join me at my tea parties. Now when I look back on it, I realize how hilarious that is.

Dad, you’ve always given me what I wanted in my life; from all my materialistic desires to that emotional encouragement which made me believe in myself and be the person I am today.

I remember how while deciding my career-line in 10+2, I was bogged down with the immense pool of possibilities I had to choose from. I was not sure what I wanted and you made me make a wise decision I still cherish.
The other time, when everybody in the family opposed the idea of sending me to a different city for my first job, you stood by me, bold and firm.

It brings tears to my eyes thinking about the day I got married. You sobbed silently the entire time during those rituals, looking at your princess, imagining her go. I cried the entire following night thinking about my superhero, I left behind.

Dad, I know it is a tough job to be a superhero and so you don’t show me your emotional side that often. In fact, we don’t share that relation of saying things out loud or expressing our love for each other. But, I am highly impressed by how you understand every expression on my face and the slightest discomfort in my voice on calls. You know me like nobody else can and I love you unconditionally which I can’t express.

Dad, thank you for everything that you do for me, that you’ve done for me. Nobody in this world could ever possibly do even 1% of it.
And yes! You are my superhero, always flying to save me from all my worries and inhibitions and imbibing a sense of faith in me, for myself. My life’s greatest lessons that I’ve learnt are from you. You are my rockstar!!

Love,
your princess.

LETTER TO MY SOULMATE.

I’ve heard and read a lot of fairy tales. Not that I don’t believe in them, but then, are you really out there? Looking out for me? Driving a fancy car and calling all your friends and fighting your foes away; to be with me?

The other night, while I was strolling leisurely, on the terrace of my house, I saw a light flash from far away and the lights on the entire street flickered. Was that your sign? Have you already arrived?

Just yesterday, while I was listening to these latest hits on the radio, all of a sudden, I heard the RJ say my name and a song dedicated to me by an unknown. The classic, romantic song, which I keep humming all the time. Was that you who dedicated me my song?

Dear soulmate,
I am dying to meet you and I am not yet sure, how will I recognize you?
The flashing lights or the flickering ones? The song on the radio or the one that my heart plays? It’ll be tough in all these conditions surrounding me to identify you.

But, I know for sure that, when I meet you-
I will dance to the beat of my heart and there will be light around me all the time,
We’ll create our melodies together, and sing them to the world,
We will shine together, creating sparkles for the world to wonder.

Dear soulmate,
I am waiting here for you.
Every day when I get up to the morning sunrise, I look out of the window for a bird with a letter.
Every night before I go to sleep, I look out for shooting stars, praying for you and my desire to meet you.

I am waiting for you.
Holding my pillow closer to me,
sitting in my class, lost in your dreams,
wondering if it’ll be the birds or flowers outside the window,
to tell me about you and your arrival.

Dear soulmate,
I am waiting to be yours forever.

With love!

LETTER TO MY DAYDREAMS.

You once gave me wings and courage to fly. Now, I am used to you; making me wander in my thoughts and fly high in my own world.

Dear dreamy world of mine,
You know exactly what I want in this life and how desperately I want it all.

Be it sitting coyly with my crush in a coffee shop or meeting my favorite superstar Salman Khan, you know the key to my heart.

I never seem to understand how all my secrets and inhibitions lay wide open in front of you, without any jitters.
I am not scared of you. or scared to face you, or even scared by the fact that you know me more than how much I know myself.

The other day, I had a daydream of my dog jumping on me and licking me all over my face. 5 minutes down, I realized, I don’t even have a dog.
You make me go all crazy like I am on a roller-coaster ride.
And remember that one, when I was amidst 500 people in a banquet hall receiving a glorious award? I was dazzling like nobody else there.
You make me feel proud and good about myself.

Dear daydreams of mine,
While I don’t want to change anything between us, I just wonder what-if, in the end, I am left with nothing else but these dreams?

They say it is good to see these dreams for if you don’t then what would you want to achieve in your life?

So here I am, living my dreamy life with you. And I am glad that you’ve weaved these little stories in my head which I will fulfill one day for myself, for the power of living and seeing dreams in the broad daylight. With a bit of luck, a bit of magic, and all my hard work, we will be able to live these dreams together. Won’t we?

Till then, dream on and a happy dreaming to you too!

With love! ❤

LETTER TO MY ROOMMATE.

Never ever in my life had I thought that I would find a family outside my home; in a different city, in a different environment, people who will stand by me forever, no matter what.

Dear Roommate,
You are my savior. You are my love. You. Are. My. Family.

Let’s talk about it a little. Discussing my daily schedule, I am glad you are there to listen to all of my banter too. Going out for shopping, I am glad I have you to help me chose. Replying to my crush or talking about my relationship, I am glad that you back me up with your advice.

I wonder, if I wouldn’t have met you in this life, then where would I have been? Or what would I be doing? Living on my own? How???

Be it planning birthday parties or random surprises for each-other, ganging up against our friends to support each-other, understanding situations, helping pick up dresses for our date nights, or cooking dinners at home with a glass of wine to relax… there is not one thing that I can imagine doing without you.

You’ve seen all the lows and highs of my life. And I am glad that you have. And I have no inhibitions from you now. This time… that we’ve given to each other, to understand each other is perhaps the best thing that could’ve happened. I don’t think I have any more secrets left in me. Perhaps, if somebody kidnaps you one day, they’ll know all about me too.

Celebrating festivals with you, away from our families, doesn’t feel very discomforting now. With you I’ve enjoyed all the festivals with the same zeal and happiness, sharing stories from my childhood and home and creating new memories all along.

Dear roommate, these days I feel that you understand me the way nobody else can you ever do. I wish we had an option of spending the rest of our lives together. Staying with you is so effortless, so simple, and so pure. It takes ages to find people like you. Here, in the midst of all the chaos of my life, and all the situations that I deal with every day, I am glad, I found you. And that I found you as my roommate. Now, my family.

And wherever we may end up in our future, there’ll be nobody like you. The day you’ll leave, I know, I’ll have this big void in my life and heart forever.

You mean family to me. And I will love you forever.

With love!

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LETTER TO MY CELLPHONE.

You buzz, you wake me up,
You are the last thing I see each night and the first one to know about all my insights.

Dear Cellphone,
I can’t, can’t, just cannot imagine a single day without you. A day is too long of a time now, without you, I can’t spare you for a few minutes either.

I need you all the time… when I am going out on a coffee, or a date, or shopping, or a movie, or even while I am sitting home and doing nothing.

I love fidgeting with you. For you have just so much to give me; from time, to music, to videos, to the awesome camera (damn! how can I even forget about it), to my favorite shopping and gaming apps, to the feature of calls when I speak to my love and family and friends. Oh! And you know my schedule better than what anybody else does. These days, you even keep a tab on my calories burnt during the day! So, you are my go to, after all, nobody else can do all these things for me.

I still remember the day when I was first introduced to you. You were so fascinating and I was in your awe… for I don’t know how long? I never thought then that something as small a gadget as the size of my palm could one day do all these things. You’ve never failed to amaze me.
And when I first got you, I remember it was a big thing for all my friends too.

You’ve helped me connect with a lot of people and escaped me from so many boring gatherings lately. I love you for all these things and all the secrets that you know about me. Needless to say, you are a part of me.

And while you irritate me every morning and I feel like throwing you away somewhere, I just can’t. Because I can’t. I can’t, can’t, just cannot imagine a single day, hour, minute… moment without you.

I love you and I am so glad to have found you in this life.

With love!

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