Dear

Future

Self...


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It's you! The mother of jealousy.
Now that I know this, I don't think it's odd that
your daughter is yet to utter a word about her mother.
She herself must be insecure about you. It makes sense.

Just wanted to say that your daughter
has been bullying me since childhood.
Some days back, when I dared to
look in her eyes, I saw you.
You both look undoubtedly similar
and you both hide it so well!

You have afraid, stiff, wooden eyes.
Her eyes spit out fire.



But fire usually thrives on gloomy and dark wood,
isn't it?

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It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman in possession of Pride and Prejudice's copy must be in a want of Mr. Darcy. But then, it’s awkward when I am actually a female version of you (except in wealth and estate). We both are seen as stiff and selfish at the very first glance when shyness runs through our veins. Yet I must confess that I didn’t like you in the beginning. After all, we are victims and sinners when it comes to prejudices. But you found Elizabeth and filled up the gaps you lacked, and I am trying my best to do so.

Yours,

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Yesterday, I ripped open his skin, rummaged through the flesh and saw his deepest vessel ruptured. You were red and gushing out. I did the same to me. You were there too. Red. Gushing out.

Tomorrow, I might see him lying on the table, dissected apart. Day after that, I might be on the same table, dissected apart. People might stare. Maybe whisper about you- dark, clotted and dead.

Dear maroon chaos flowing, defying laws of gravity inside me,
You always have to be seen to be believed. Isn't it so?
You would say no, I know. After thousands of wars and millions of diseases, we could never learn a single thing.
You might have groups but were never meant to be grouped.

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I tried loving you as one of my
imperfections but now I realise,
you were never one....


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Dear Baba,

I couldn't sleep yesterday. I know you will probably tell me that it's because of my excessive phone usage but hey, listen! I couldn't sleep because my neighbour was standing on his balcony and shouting at someone on his phone. After some eavesdropping I figured out it was his daughter on other end. He was yelling in a harsh tone, "Papa mat bulao mujhe. Haan samjh lo ki tere liye tera baap mar gaya." I honestly don't know what trouble his daughter had caused but it made me recall how, only yesterday, I came home with disappointed face and you consoled me like a mother, even cursing those who had wronged me. When I asked you, "why bad things only happen to me?" You replied pointing at the sky, "Because HE is testing you. Believe in him." Well, I don't know about HIS existence. Instead I trust you. Seeing is believing, you see!

Yours
Pinu :)

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"My mother used to say if you go to the forest hunting for a rabbit, be prepared to face the tiger as well."

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Dear stranger...

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Everyday I see you walking down the street, hand in hand with Compliment. Pedestrians gape at you when they hear your sweet laughter. It may cause heart conditions but still, people like you. They shut their eyes close whenever they see me.

Just wanted to ask one thing. How did you both meet? I mean, you and Compliment. Did he hit on you first, or was it you?

I have heard that he has a elder brother- Confidence. Can you introduce me to him, please ?

Yours
Ugly

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