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Friends Forever…

Dear Veda

Hope this letter finds you in the pink of health…do you remember we used to write this tacky line in every letter in English Language Exam 😀 …but I really hope this letter finds you in great health…I don’t know where to start from…last year your life went upside down…when a beautiful angel walked in your world…I still remember the day when you told me you are pregnant…I cannot tell you darling how happy I am for you…however, I am still angry that you told me so late…how could you do this to me…I don’t want kids doesn’t mean I would be angry with you if you want to have one…

Your life is changing…hours and hours of chatting and video calling has been taken over by Mahi…you remember the last time when we were on Skype…this naughty girl of yours was throwing all kinda tantrums to get attention…you know a lot has happened in the past year…and today I am quite firm about my decision of not having kids…yeah yeah you can give me a long lecture on benefits of having babies later…I just want you to know I miss you at times…when I want to have some sensible discussion I miss us…when I see two girls in trail room I miss us…when I see two girls laughing out loud in a movie theatre I miss us…when I see two girls in a secluded corner of the coffee house, lost in deep conversation I miss us…I miss those carefree days…when we were just us…I wish we can go back in time and relive those times…

Time flies…and that too very fast…things would be different…you are a mother…and she needs 247 365 days surveillance…so you don’t get enough time for me…you would be more occupied in the coming years…however few years later when Mahi would be old enough…when she would be learning and growing with her gang of girls…feel free to call me…till then live and cherish each moment of your life…motherhood is the most precious gift of god…and I want you to live it to the fullest…just keep me updated with her lol videos and pics 🙂

And don’t you worry about me…I am doing great…I know what I want and I am very clear about it… you know when I see these young kids at school…I feel nostalgic…sometimes I smile randomly thinking about the fun we had…time passes…life changes…priority changes…but memories will last…

I don’t have to tell you how much I love you…chalo…I got to go my tooth is aching…and stomach is grumbling…catch you later…and do I have to wish you Friendship Day 😛

Love ❤ AARYA

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

My Wishlist For Santa

Hi Santa,

I don’t know whether you really exist or not…but I have to write this letter otherwise Miss Cole will put a zero in my report card anyway I am not doing great academically…

To be frank I have stopped believing in fairy tales and miracles long time ago…but Miss Cole asked us to write a letter on My Wishlist for Santa…so I am left with no option…I will not take much of your time and get straight to the point…

If you can or you really are capable of fulfilling anyone’s wishlist…then I want my parents back whom I lost in 9/11 attack in USA when I was only two months old…I don’t want to be an orphan…I don’t want to live with any of my relative they all are behind my money…I don’t want to go to school because my parents are never there to pick me up…I don’t want to participate in any function or school activity because there’s no one sitting in the audience looking for me…I don’t want to do anything in life because I have no one with whom I can share my happiness or achievements…I want to sit and wait for death to come and take me…can you understand my pain? Can you see how pathetic my life is?

Nobody wants me, I am a burden for my family, for my teachers infact for this world too…I have no friends…why?…well they are always talking about what they did with their parents? What they got on their birthday?…I feel so alone that I just sit in the corner where no one can find me…If you are really real then please I want my parents back…I swear I will never ask you for anything else…if you are real then fulfil My Wishlist too…

I guess this will do…Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year…

From a Lonely Boy

Love ❤ AARYA

PS…This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda…and this a pure fiction work…

The Waiting Room

I was surrounded by people…talking, murmuring, whispering…but I was lost in my train of thoughts…couple of hours ago I was lying in my bed…relaxing, waiting for the alarm to buzz once  more…mom almost crashed my bedroom’s door and told us dad met with an accident…next few minutes were blur…I gained consciousness when I saw dad…tangled in god knows how many small pipes wires weird looking machines…I along with my mom, who was crying silently…my bro who was sitting lost in his thoughts just like me and Vicky who was engrossed in a deep conversation with very close family friend…were waiting for the main doctor…he was the one who would give final verdict  about dad’s condition…and he came six hours later…

Two hours were passed…there was an awkward silence in the room…nobody was talking anymore…the door was opened with a bang…a lady came crashing…she was barefoot carrying a small child…must be around 5 or 6…he was badly injured…soaked in blood…other members of her family came running…few minutes later that lady came sat next to me…she was crying…another woman from her family told her…he would be fine…she lost control and kept crying…that little boy was serious, he was fighting for his life…

I looked around the room…most of the people who were sitting in that room…were waiting for some good news…their faces wet with tears…loved ones consoling them…and suddenly it struck me…their patient might be more serious in comparison to my dad…I closed my eyes and prayed silently for everyone…I wiped my tear soaked face at the corner of my tee…

Few days later my dad got discharged…there were no serious injurious…on my way to the exit I passed through that room once again…there were new faces, some were old…I wanted to know what happened to that small child…but I was too scared to digest the truth…I turned around and ran until I was out in the open

People always say…waiting is a sign of true love & patience…but no one in this world would ever like to stand in THE WAITING ROOM of the hospital…

Love AARYA

This post is part of this week’s WOW Prompt…

The Best Disguise Award

‘These politicians can fetch The Best Disguise Award, I tell you’ Alankrita said while throwing remote on the couch

I laughed, I met her 12 years ago and she hasn’t changed a bit…she is a reporter by profession and becomes very aggressive when it comes politics but a gem at heart…I smiled and said ‘I can’t agree with you’

‘You believe that they are saint’

‘No they are assholes…but they don’t deserve the Best Disguise Award’ I passed freshly baked cinnamon bread to her…she took a full bite ‘Whl you wean?’

‘I think Best Disguise Award should be given to women’

‘Please enlighten me’

I smiled…I love her it’s so easy to talk to her…she never judge you…and always ready for a new opinion…  ‘Kriti look at the women…when we are in college we try to pretend our family is cool…when our parents force us to choose a specific career, we might be bleeding from inside but will say out loud, I am fulfilling my dreams…when it comes to choosing a life partner…do we have option…never…we didn’t say no, because we know it’s of no use’

‘That’s not true…parents have changed’

‘Really how many…we are few bunch of people who are lucky…I am talking from a general point of view Kriti…how many parents asks their daughters…like a good girl we jump in the dark pit…no matter how much have been through because of our husband, children and in laws…we always have fake smile “I have a perfect family”…I have two loving kids and a true gentleman who is great husband and loving father…but reality is way to different…our husband might be beating the shit out of us night after night but in kitty parties we would be like ‘he is so romantic, he bought me this sari last month’ even if he has never bought her a single handkerchief also…’

‘I know what you are getting at…my mom has suffered so much because of dad but in front of the whole world she is always “ I have a super awesome husband…I have seen her lying thousands of time in front of other about Dad even when he is abusing her day & night’

‘See now you are getting my point…aren’t we women deserve the Best Disguise Award…we might be dying with every passing day…reason can be any from parents, career to husband and family…but we create illusion by putting a happy mask’

‘True…look at us…we are happy in our personal life still there are moments when we also carry those happy mask…interesting…do you think women in other parts of the world have happy masks too’

‘Obviously…history has proved women have done PhD in camouflaging’ we both started laughing…because it’s an inside joke which only we women can understand

Love ❤ AARYA