To,
Pradosh C. Mitter / Mitter Babu
I'm writing this letter before I lose my hand working totally, and because I know I'm going to die in a few days, and because I know you're going to make an absolute mess of yourself after that; and then you'll open this album to look at our memories again.
So, this letter was hidden here because it's confidential between us, and because I could never bring myself to directly talk to you about some things going on in my mind, given how extreme your reaction has been every time I try to discuss your life after me.
I'm trying to make this as least sentimental as possible, because I know you'd already be having an emotional overload. But I can't help but thank you Mitter babu. Thank you for taking care of me, loving me so much; and giving me a loving family, a nice house in the middle of Calcutta, cute stuff from all the places you've been to for cases, some sarees and jewelry, random street-food treats, books, movie tickets, your unsolicited advice on every topic, even taunts etc etc.... and thank you being the most amazing husband I could ever ask for. Thank you!
Now, starting off, I'm concerned about you regarding a few things...
1. Please, PLEASE remember that you are a human, and thus you need to have enough food and sleep on a daily basis to function properly. And also remember that those cursed Charminars are going to end you up at the lung-doctor if you don't control smoking them. Take care of yourself, Please.
2. Be a support to the family. They're all sweet people who love and care for you. Give back to them as much as you can.
3. As a wife, one of my prime concerns. I absolutely DO NOT consent you to marry again. And yeah, screw those cheesy fan-letters you get from young ladies; they'll be haunted from now on if they try it again.
I know all this might be sounding possessive, but I really wouldn't want to see another woman like me putting in two years of dedicated hardwork just for you to fall in love, and then go nuts trying to understand your mind for the next ten years... It's just too much for a lifetime, honestly. If not for mine, atleast for the other woman's sake, don't get yourself into this marriage business again! It's really not your thing.4. Your cases. You're a practical person otherwise, but the way you've been scaringly sentimental about me since the last few weeks, I think I need to make some things clear. I hope and wish that you aren't thinking of retiring from Private investigation. You have a lot more mysteries waiting to be solved, and a lot more criminals yet to be punished. My favorite three musketeers need to go on more adventures around...
But at the same time, make sure to separate work and the house better. We don't want what happened to me, to happen again.5. I DO NOT permit you to touch my diary, but I know you're going to do it anyways... So whatever; just don't judge me!...
6. Remember, I love you and I'm always there with you, even if you can't see me around.
7. Most importantly, I am now a part of the past; let me remain there. Look around, find the present and live in that; not on our memories. Look ahead to the future, Mitter babu. Find your happiness again. I know it's not easy, but it's not impossible for you either. Give yourself time to heal, and time to grow; don't suppress everything... Do you understand? Let the emotions come and go... It's okay.
8. And yeah, don't forget to smile; that's the only time you look better than Dev Anand!
I'm always very proud of you, and I know you'll make me prouder ahead.
Loads & Skies of Love.Yours forever,
Sindhuja

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