Letters for A - Love & other mundane things!
My boy, Just one word – Gratitude. For all the pain I am suffering now, for all the longing I have, for all the rejection and self-doubt that I am surrounded with right now, I still feel this deep urge to ‘Thank you’ for being. Going through the endless exchanges of messages I had with you, again and again, over sms, over facebook, over skype I am trying to relive all the moments that I spent with you. And oh boy! Wasn’t it beautiful! Each message, filled with such enthusiasm, such energy, such life! I don’t know if you remember, but I do. Succinctly! Do you remember? It all started with the address of this blog one late night in the city I had begged to be assigned to me for my internship. Why? I don’t know. Just something inside me told me to opt for Calcutta. I was the only to be assigned my choice. And before arrival, my father’s ill health literally forced me to drop the internship, but I still managed somehow. And you happened! That night of conversation. Start