Chittiyan.

In my heart.

(19 January, 1952)

To,
My home.

Greetings, my love. I am in great health but not in good spirits considering it is as obvious as the day that every moment is deprived of joy and happiness without your presence near myself. I yearn for your presence with great intensity as well, similar to you. I wish to come to you just like the first downpour of monsoon, for I wish nothing but for you to feel alive again. My love, without you I am as futile as the moon and stars will be without their sky, the sky that gives them the freedom to freely breathe, without you I am suffocating just as the moon and stars might be. If I am your universe, then you are the center of this universe, my love, you are the force that holds me together, the anchor that grounds me when I am at the verge of losing myself. 

You say your heart has gone away with me, if that is then worry not, my love, I will forever cherish your heart like the most precious treasure ever. After all, it is my most precious treasure. Without you my days has lost their vibrancy as well, nothing feels the same anymore, food does not taste as flavourful, flowers do not look as bright, even the breeze does not feel as gentle, life is never the same without you, it's cold, harsh and cruel and I do not like this life, I yearn to be with you with utmost sincerity. I do not know how the heavens are so cruel that they are unable to see and hear my plight.

You do not have to wonder if I am thinking of you or not, my love, that is what I do every second. You are in my every conscious and unconscious thought and doing that and reading the letters that you pour your soul into, is the only thing that gives joy to my hollow and sorrowful days. 

My heart aches as you write about our time together, I desire nothing more than just to be in your arms and lose myself there, for more than an eternity. I would come flying to you if that was possible, my love. You are the bright part of my soul, without you my soul is dull and empty. My heart bleeds, for this cruel separation is draining everything from my heart. The only reason my heart still beats is because you live in my heart, and gives me strength, hope, and comfort. My love, you are the reason I am still holding on. 

I pray for us to be together soon and for our hearts to again experience the warmth that keeps them alive. May our hands again hold onto their comfort and our gaze and heart can soothe themselves with their most desired sight. Till then, keep me in your thoughts, just like I am.

With love, 
Yours, always and forever, 
Ishan. 

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Oh, man, I wish someone would write me a letter as well!! :( (I have sometimes wrote letters for my friends, you know) But unfortunately I'm single and lonely. Saala sab shakal ki galti hai. (Lol, dramatic me)

God, it used to take so long for letters to be delivered and come back in that time. My impatient ass could never!!

By the way, jokes aside, thank you all for already giving this book so much love. I'm aware that this is a very different style and it might be not as fun as Normal fiction. But I'm really grateful that y'all are still reading.

Tell me if you liked the chapter. Love ya 💖🎀