FF: Love, Well almost [Chapter 50,51 - P 35] Mar 21

#1

From: shutabulgirl@xyz.com

To: notmeplease@xyz.com

Subject :- Eid ka Chand

Hey Mister

How are you?

In the blue of health, I suppose (I thought maybe you'd get offended if I associate the girly color with your health. My twelve year old brother does! And that reminds me that Goa election commission has taken Pink for Girls to to another level. Pink polling stations to woo women voters! Like seriously. Samajh ke kya rakha hai hai hamein?! Color dekh ke voting karte hai hum. And gifting teddy bears to first time woman voters, such gender discrimination. I feel bad for men in general, now. They are so taken for granted)

Anyways, it's been two weeks since we last wrote to each other and I kept waiting patiently that may be, this time you'd write to me first, but mazaal ho jo aisa kabhi ho! Not good, mister, you shouldn't keep the ladies waiting.

Now that we are done with formalities, let me start eating your head off. BTW, are you sleeping? If yes, then please wake up and lend me your ears. Technically, it should be eyes, so lend me your eyes, O' my mail buddy.

You know, I was looking out of my window, staring at the inky sky and at the winter moon, pale and wan. ( Wow I can be poetic too) The sight outside was really beautiful. But looking at the vast sky that seemed endless to me, I felt alone. Somehow the starless skies had intensified the desolate feeling inside my heart. I had talked to Mom in the evening. And told her everything is alright. I'm doing great. And to be honest, life IS fine. It's just that I am sad tonight without any reason. Has it ever happened to you? This feeling of sadness engulfing you, distancing you from your friends? You keep searching outside for the reason. But maybe the reason resides in your bosom. Oh sorry I forgot, bosom is not used for men. You have a chest. How many inches? No no, I'm not interested in knowing your size, just that Mr. PM has ruined it for me. 56 inch se kam koi jachta hi nahi hai! Lol. Yeah, so I was telling that the reason is there inside you. God! I'm not making sense, am I? After 1 am, I usually don't make sense. You must have come to know that by now.

So, since the sight outside my window made me feel lonely, I turned away from my window and decided to watch the movie, Bajirao Mastani. I know it was released last year and you must be thinking why haven't I watched it till now? Not much of Bollywood movies buff, I am. My best friend had said such good things about it and wanted me to watch it and I simply kept procrastinating.

The movie turned out to be more depressing. I don't mean it as an insult to the people who've worked hard in it. Individually, the actors did a marvelous job and it was a feast for the eyes to see Ranveer in such a hot Marathi avatar. But I couldn't enjoy Mastani and Bajirao's love story. Every time Bajirao looked into Mastani's hypnotic eyes, I kept thinking, Dude, you have wife! How could you do this to her?! She loves you so much. And then he says in the movie that he loved both of them. But how could he? You can't love everyone equally. There's always one person whom you love a little more than anybody else in the world. It was really unfair to Kashibai. i guess it's just me being me!

Since you are a guy, I want to ask, is it possible for you to love two different people at the same time?

And so to uplift my mood guess what I watched? North and South. Yes , Again. For the sixth time. I think I am in love with Richard Armitage. He's my dream man. His eyes and his voice, God! I watched The Hobbit only for him. Who knew hobbits could be so dreamy!

BTW, do you have any particular fondness towards any actor? Me being my nosy self, I know. But I'm really curious.

Do you have any favorite? Angelina Jolie or Madhuri Dixit? Please don't tell me you like Deepika? Sab wahi bolte hai.

Keira Knightley? Pretty face but too thin.

I have a girl crush on Anne Hathaway!

Did you watch the series though? North and South of course. What else? You promised me you would. I want to know what you think about it, about them. If you would find Margaret pretty? At least read the book. Come on now; don't be like those guys who look down upon romance novels. It's not even romance. It's a CLASSIC. And you'll get to know about Industrial Revolution also.

Okay, I've talked enough. Am feeling good. Should go to sleep now.

P.S. - Have you listened to any of Talat Mahmood songs? They're awesome. For starters, listen to Itna na mujhse tu pyar badha. It's from the movie, Chhaya.

P.P.S- You better reply fast this time.

Yours

#2

From: notmeplease@xyz.com

To: shutabulgirl@xyz.com

Originally posted by: ardentfitzcy

you better reply fast 😆

Originally posted by: Sundari.

Hi

Is that for me? Or veil?

Just curious😆

Originally posted by: ardentfitzcy

For the notmeplease guy 😆