Dear Manyata or Moniya (whichever you prefer, and whichever will help get this through your head),
Has what you were familiar with, your friends and atmosphere been changed? Of course.
Is your new- or actual family rather- asking you to change? Sort of.
You say the following to your family:
"Why do you want me to change?
Why should I change?
You're all so stuck up.
You're all so fake.
I won't change for you.
You can't make me change for you!"
Have you ever thought that all they're asking you to do is:
Dress a little classy
Show some respect to company
Get to know them
I am amazed that for a girl who grew up without a mother, and may have wanted one at times, you forget the one who is now in front of you.
I DISTINCTLY remember you asking God to find Komal her daughter when you still believed you were not Manyata.
And YET even after the truth has come out, you've made no effort to get to know her, understand her, or love her. Every time she comes near you you're still standoffish and immature. It's sad really, because she's made such an effort, and even a blind person can see the love she has in her eyes. Yet you still call her Auntyji, and even when there is a tender moment between you two, you tend to water it down.
You could easily remain witty, sharp and independent- be "Moniya" (whoever she is) while being Rajkumari Manyata and yet respect if not Love your family.
You've stated the injustice of what is happening to you; but you fail to see the injustice your family has gone through? The memories lost, the worry, the pain and relief and then the pain again at your constant rejection.
You love to blame J- and it is warranted- but you are no better than her at times.
You love to point out how when you lied when meeting Amma, they all knew and strung you along, then complained about being punished for doing a good thing.
Well, you know what? You could have easily explained the situation to DS, instead you lie, then act like a saint. You see, you're just as conniving as Udayveer is in moments like this.
You can say I love you to Akash, who you've known for a few months at most.
But your mother, who is doing every effort to get to know you, and who you have openly said you believe to be a great person- you can't even call her mom.
I find you childish, insecure, contradictory and let's be blunt confused.
Sincerely,