I looked around and was finally contended on looking at the room. I sat on my bed and sank in. In no time I had drifted off to sleep, to my dream place, where you could be whatever you wanted, you could do whatever you wanted. My only place, where I felt no one could judge me.
I slept for like two hours, and I finally got up. It felt as if I had not slept in like for ages, even though I had just woken up. It was around evening. I got up and walked towards the washroom. I splashed the cold water on my face and stepped out of the bathroom into my room. I grabbed the hand towel off the hook and wiped, well helplessly rubbed it up and down, all across my face.
I hung the towel back on to its hook and then my eyes slowly caught something, sitting peacefully on the table beside my bed. The letter. I honestly, didn't like anything at peace and proper, I was like 'Kaira' from 'Dear Zindagi', well my life was not probably messed up likes hers' but still, I didn't like anything in its the proper place. I liked things properly messed up. I know I sound like a complete idiot, speaking contradictory statements, but let me tell you I am not ashamed at all. In fact, I don't even know how to explain. Teenage is a difficult time for everyone, you have unreasonable and uncountable mood swings. My life is not messed up, but it is till tiring and I envy even the 'non' living things if they sit peacefully and stare at me. Do you feel me?
I walk to the table beside my bed and pick up the envelope, that reads 'For You', in an extremely beautiful and indescribable font. I believe from 'whomever' it is must love this 'you ' person a lot. I thought for a minute if I should open it or I should be mannerly and return it back to India through postal services, but looking at the past few days, I have completely lost manners, bumped into someone and tripped over almost everything, and then finally shamelessly staring at Darsh. I have been acting up like a jerk lately, and why not take advantage of this. Without wasting a minute, I popped the envelope open, and out came a letter.
This is how it read,
Dear Kayna,
Okay, so this was for me!! Great found my own letter!!
I hope as you read this letter, you are doing well in London. If you have finally begun reading my later, this means that you are in London and have already unpacked. As I write this, I will be telling you something; I might not be able to tell you in person. There are a few rules, you will keep getting letters, but you will not be allowed to ask anyone anything. If you do, then I will get to know and you might not find anything about the writer. However, I will be giving you clues, that will be marked besides.
So, my dear reader, I wanted to tell you how badly, I... uh, okay, I admire you with all my heart. Ever since our first meeting, I have always felt some kind of attraction towards, I know this sounds so awkward, but however, it is I just want you to know that I love you.
I might not be the perfect person for you, but I promise you I will always be there when you want to cry, when you want to cuddle or do whatever, however. I love you with all my heart. I will handle your mood swing, like a pro, since I know you so closely. (Clue: 1)
I will be your jam in your sandwich; I will be your sugar in your coffee, which completes you. I see an 'us' together. I want to explore the galaxy with you and swim past the stars of our happiness together. I hope you understand me.
Yours'
The-guy-you-met-on-Diwali (Clue: 2)
That's it!!
This 'someone', clearly doesn't know Kayna Malhotra a lot. I have to talk about this person to someone and what does he think of himself, he wants me to follow him. Nah-uh!! Never in the history of her life has Kayna ever, ever followed anyone.
I kept the letter back inside the envelope. Well, I don't know why but somehow, I felt this letter was cute. I mean if I were a person of 'love', I would actually be knocked over with this letter wonderfully. It had something about it I couldn't discover. I decided to walk up to the kitchen and prepare supper; I also wanted to catch some sleep. Yes!! I loved sleeping. I prepared some delicious 'khichdi', something we all devour, personally and something that is horribly easy to make, and cuddled my pillow to sleep. In fact, it was getting hard to sleep, since my mind and heart were on to fighting all over again, the second time in a day. It went like,
Heart: "Well, honestly I loved the line where this person said – 'when you want to cuddle'. It was so cute."
Mind: "Shut up!! Go to bed!!"
Heart: "But, can you not give it a thought?"
Mind: "No, never!!"
It took me a few minutes but I eventually fell asleep. I sometimes feel like 'Nobita' from 'Doraemon', who instantly falls asleep. Growing up, we have all ignored 'nap times' like a pro, but now I feel like snatching those 'nap times' from kids who rant that do not want to sleep.
I had to sleep, anyways and get back to college, a lot had already been missed, I didn't want to end up with a bad score on my 'Final Report'.
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Teen Fiction"I continue unpacking for an hour or so and finally, I look at my suitcase, which had an envelope properly placed in there. I pick it up and turn it to the front. It reads 'For You'. I thought probably someone left it in my bag, but I had the sudden...