Letters for A - Questions!
My Boy, It has almost been 3 weeks since I came to your city. The last strings of hope which I was clinging on to that once you see me, things will change a little and I will get that closure or 'that reason' which had jumbled up my mind for the past few months. I could have gotten over it all long back had I not known that I was to come to your city in March. In spite of all your words and actions which conveyed otherwise, deep down I was hoping that things will turn for better. And by better, I hadn't necessarily thought about getting back together or something, but some sort of explanation that would rest my inner demons. To be honest, I was just looking forward to that one heart to heart conversation in which we bared our souls and thoughts about what happened and why and let all the misunderstandings, differences, bitterness melt away. Logic, reasoning, emotions, desires, faith, understanding, all melded into one last shot I had in this one month long stay. I...