I got your letter yesterday. After waiting for two long years, yesterday, when I finally received your reply to my ask, I didn’t feel like opening it. I kept the sealed envelope on the table next to the oranges. I then peeled the oranges, not the envelope. Oranges that tasted bitter, but still better.

See, the thing is I have been waiting for your words for so long that now I didn’t want to let go of the wait. Wait that is certain is any day better than words that are uncertain.

Maybe I will read and reply after two years. So that at least both of us understand each other’s pain. So that instead of your words showing up at my doorstep, you show up the next time.

- हर्ष स्नेहांशु