Our Last Talk

Why did she die ?

My Dear Amy,

Again I saw her burning, inside the cold & harsh stereotypes of brutal eyes. They judge her, scold her, slap her and even spit on her. Don't fuss, yet their eyes do all these things to her. Yesterday , While walking along her street I saw her, hiding herself with black curtain which has stars & a moon. Well, that waning moon is way tiny than the scar on her face. As I told ya in last letter, She is facing way more obstacles than she faced on that day when around 10-12 doctors throwing water from those huge buckets on her face which was burning in hell.

But you know what, she doesn't come out. Doesn't come around people, doesn't like smiling, laughing or dancing when no one is around. And when you see her , covered with murky fog around her like it'd literally take her to dark and will left her alone until.........until She dies

But no worries anymore, I think like the way everything is going on she would might die soon. She would release herself from those eyes and their perceptions. She couldn't live with heart but she would die with vanity. Her dead body hanging from the ceiling fan would be proof of it.That guy who tumbled the bottle full of acid on her face , might didn't know that in that acid ,she would burn every single day, every single hour, every single minute and then...............takes her last seconds thinking about her Mamma who bought her a new necklace to wear on her wedding. And thinks about her Daddy who encouraged her whole life to stand straight and challenge life to give one more shot but this he would be kinda disappointed.

Your Friend ,

Vishlesh

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*Tell her – Live life with pride, like it's the only thing you have. Crown her with the most beautiful thing in this world – YOUR LOVE !