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I thought of creating a weekly letter for Mishal, for our amusement. It's totally fabricated, but has been inspired in part by words, code names, etc. used on this forum. As always, I hope you enjoy it.
This week we have a SPECIAL: Two letters that go hand-in-hand 😆 😆
LETTER ONE
Dear Mishal,
I don't know if you will remember me…I was one of the girls on the street trying to give you a bouquet of flowers. But because of my friend Hum, it turned all wrong, like some Bollywood movie! It was supposed to be like Nakusha giving Dutta a flower, but ended up like Naku and Kala fighting over a flower to give to Dutta. I'm sorry you had to separate me and my friend, although I must say you are very, very strong. Those strong arms, it's hard to tell because of those black kurtas you wear all the time, but who knew? And that authoritative voice…when you yelled "Bas karo!", I felt like I was Nakusha. ROAR! Really! And those bouquets…your poor, poor bouquets. Petals gone, broken stems…I hope you liked them anyway.
Chodo. I wanted to write to you to tell you what I couldn't that day. You are just superb – as in Super Baby! Get it? "SuperB"aby! I love watching LTL because of you…forget Mahi Fahi. It's all you.
Hopefully, soon, we can meet in a more…peaceful…situation. And this time, I promise no war of the roses!
Mwwaahhh…
Tum
LETTER TWO:
Dear Mishal,
I wanted to write to you to explain and tell you what a wonderful actor you are. I hope you remember the good parts of our last meeting….I was one of the girls on the street waiting to give you a bouquet of flowers, and my friend Tum, went all crazy. She's always been like that, to tell you the truth. Even when we were small. We used to play with our Barbies, but we had only one Ken doll. We named him Karan, my doll was named Bindiya, and hers Basanti. And, every time, she had to be the first one to play with Karan, dress him, undress him, give him a shower, I mean bath, marry him, bossing him around…she doesn't know how to share. And unfortunately that is what happened that day. Not that you are like a toy doll to us—to play with, to dress, and undress, and bathe. You know what I mean, right? So I hope you forgive this loyal fan (I meant me, not Tum). We did not mean to scare you. I'm sure we are not the first fans to become extra exhuberant when meeting you. There must be much crazier fans, right?
Well, I hope you understand and are not too mad. I'm sure you are not. Anyways, keep up the wonderful acting. Hopefully, I will get to see you again, and I promise this time--no street fight! It was not lady-like of us, nor was it respectful of you.
Kisses and hugs,
Hum
This week we have a SPECIAL: Two letters that go hand-in-hand 😆 😆
LETTER ONE
Dear Mishal,
I don't know if you will remember me…I was one of the girls on the street trying to give you a bouquet of flowers. But because of my friend Hum, it turned all wrong, like some Bollywood movie! It was supposed to be like Nakusha giving Dutta a flower, but ended up like Naku and Kala fighting over a flower to give to Dutta. I'm sorry you had to separate me and my friend, although I must say you are very, very strong. Those strong arms, it's hard to tell because of those black kurtas you wear all the time, but who knew? And that authoritative voice…when you yelled "Bas karo!", I felt like I was Nakusha. ROAR! Really! And those bouquets…your poor, poor bouquets. Petals gone, broken stems…I hope you liked them anyway.
Chodo. I wanted to write to you to tell you what I couldn't that day. You are just superb – as in Super Baby! Get it? "SuperB"aby! I love watching LTL because of you…forget Mahi Fahi. It's all you.
Hopefully, soon, we can meet in a more…peaceful…situation. And this time, I promise no war of the roses!
Mwwaahhh…
Tum
LETTER TWO:
Dear Mishal,
I wanted to write to you to explain and tell you what a wonderful actor you are. I hope you remember the good parts of our last meeting….I was one of the girls on the street waiting to give you a bouquet of flowers, and my friend Tum, went all crazy. She's always been like that, to tell you the truth. Even when we were small. We used to play with our Barbies, but we had only one Ken doll. We named him Karan, my doll was named Bindiya, and hers Basanti. And, every time, she had to be the first one to play with Karan, dress him, undress him, give him a shower, I mean bath, marry him, bossing him around…she doesn't know how to share. And unfortunately that is what happened that day. Not that you are like a toy doll to us—to play with, to dress, and undress, and bathe. You know what I mean, right? So I hope you forgive this loyal fan (I meant me, not Tum). We did not mean to scare you. I'm sure we are not the first fans to become extra exhuberant when meeting you. There must be much crazier fans, right?
Well, I hope you understand and are not too mad. I'm sure you are not. Anyways, keep up the wonderful acting. Hopefully, I will get to see you again, and I promise this time--no street fight! It was not lady-like of us, nor was it respectful of you.
Kisses and hugs,
Hum
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