Ribs39
Dear Rumjhum,
Thank you.
Thank you for the time, the effort, the thought, the emotions, and the sheer dedication you pour into writing such beautiful, elaborate masterpieces.
I can understand the frustration you might sometimes feel when people read but don't leave any feedback. It can feel like a one-sided conversation, especially when you've written something expecting a particular reaction—a tongue-in-cheek joke, a play on words, a subtle observation, or a moment that you hope someone will pause and react to.
But I wanted to tell you something that I genuinely believe: I don't think the silence necessarily means a lack of appreciation. Perhaps, sometimes, it goes deeper than that. Perhaps we simply don't know how to put into words what you manage to make us feel so effortlessly.
I started reading your stories with NTF, and since then, I've read everything you've uploaded, including the absolutely heart-wrenching *Emotionally Hacked*.
A little about myself: I'm a Lecturer and Academic Consultant from Mauritius. I don't know Hindi, so reading your stories usually involves having Google Translate open beside me. Yet, somehow, none of that takes away from the experience. If anything, it makes me appreciate your writing even more.
For me, reading is a little escape. It's time that belongs entirely to me—a cutoff from everything else. No deadlines, no assignments to submit, no papers to correct (I'm still a postgraduate student myself!), just a little time to disappear into someone else's world.
And your stories make that incredibly easy.
Your storylines are so immersive and captivating that we don't merely read about emotions—we feel them.
Ribs39
A quietly appreciative reader from Mauritius
P.S. I will try my level best to comment more often. I may not always have the right words, but I think you deserve to know that someone is reading, feeling, thinking, and appreciating every bit of what you put out there.
Ribs39
I am someone who gives lectures to a hundred people, leads meetings, writes academic papers, presents arguments and ideas for a living—and yet, when it comes to putting into words what your stories make me feel, I suddenly seem to lose every word I know.
Even writing this message has taken a surprising amount of courage.
Ironically, I just read your thoughts in *Anugaamini* about not worrying about what people say. And yet, your stories hit so hard. They sometimes hit close to home and stir something very personal in me. And that makes writing about them strangely difficult.
There is always that little voice wondering, *What if I get it wrong? What if someone misunderstands what I'm trying to say? What if I receive one of those "you completely misunderstood the story" comments?*
But perhaps that is also a testament to your writing.
You make people think. You make people feel. You make us question ourselves and sometimes confront parts of ourselves that we would rather leave untouched.
So, if I have been one of those silent readers, I hope you will know that my silence has never been indifference.
Sometimes, it has simply been an inability to translate everything I feel into a few sentences worthy of what you have written.
I hope this message finds you well, and I hope you continue writing for as long as you have stories you want to tell.
My sincere appreciation, and my sincere apologies for all the times I have read quietly without saying anything.
Thank you for giving us these little escapes from our ordinary lives.
And thank you for making those escapes so incredibly real.
Ribs39
Reading *Anugaamini*, I don't think I've ever finished a chapter without crying, whether it was a sad scene, an emotional one, or even a happy one. You transmit emotions so vividly that, with every story you write, it feels as though we are not simply reading about what is happening—we are there, experiencing it alongside the characters, feeling every ounce of what they feel.
The way you depict each character is something I particularly admire. You capture the nuances of emotion while still keeping them true to who they are. They don't feel like characters created merely to move a storyline forward. They feel like people. Complicated, flawed, vulnerable, sometimes frustrating, sometimes admirable, and, most importantly, human.
Your stories also allow us to look at society, at women, at men, and at the human mindset from a much deeper perspective—your perspective. The topics you explore are never merely there to serve the story. They make us pause and think.
Whether it is the ills of society, the way you portray the emotional side of men, challenging the mindset that men are somehow incapable of vulnerability or that women cannot have desires and sexual feelings, the bonds between parents and children, or the way poverty and desperation can push people into choices they might otherwise never make—you give us something to ponder long after the chapter ends.
You make us look beyond the action and ask ourselves why people behave the way they do.
And perhaps that is what affects me the most.
Sometimes, I feel completely overwhelmed while reading your work. It genuinely feels like being transported into another dimension. I have so many things I want to say, so many thoughts and emotions running through my mind, and yet here I am, struggling to put even a fraction of them into words.
