This open letter!!
Hey dear saa
It was been years when I last met you during my college days basically in my 11 th.. You were though the smallest chunk in our hostel but in reality you were elder than me. And I still each and every thing about you and the time spent with you. you were having great guts to bunk the school even studying in a minority school. That the most corner place of hostel was reserved for you and from there you had eye all over the dormitory and it was most secretiv place to hide from the warden too.. I saw the loneliness you were going through and how much you wanted go have peaceful and independent life. But where your mom was just not ready and wanted you to be little disciplined mannered and as you loved your mom alot you always tried to obey her and tried to be in the limits. I still remember how your mom used to visit you for every 3 to 6 months and stay along with you for a week or more. And guess what how we used to watch movies in your tab and you also used to share some of your painting works and secrets in your phone.. And how much you always waited for the phone...
It was really something different to experience.. And coming to writing I can't describe it in words publishing your poems at a very young age to being so innovative that writing your diary in the language you made for your self and that could be read by your self and no one else can not.. Really it was quite amazing to know a girl so talented.... And now after years have been passed I still remember how we had a last conversation at the balcony of hostel and how you shared few secret of yours how you used to have road ride before board exam it would be dreamy if someone listens this.. And today coincidently hitting up at your Instagram I was shocked and surprised seeing your complete transformation from then to now you have change alot i have never expected or imagined to this extent because the kind of hostel we were staying teaches different from what you are today
I read few of your questions and answers session so Im not going to be judgemental you know what you are doing in life so just be care full and... The memories are were will also be memorable
YOU ARE READING
open letters
RandomTHis book will go through down the memory lane of my experiences and meeting and missing different people who I met through out the journey
