#12
From: dactarni_bitiya@xyz.com
To: Ashwinhanda@xyz.com
Sub: Re: Re: Hey
Last time was a bit awkward so forgot to ask, how are you? It's been long since we last met and even longer since we talked.
Your letter came as a surprise for I didn't think you'd care to reply.
And I'm really glad to know that you remember me for I'd like to believe I'm unforgettable. ;-)
Chocolates? Last time I checked Alpenliebes were toffees. Did it undergo an up gradation or something? :-p
You used to be quite the strict brother, your tall and proud figure always watching us like a hawk. Not your fault though. We were the mischief makers. :-D
It always puzzled me how Geet and your other cousins obeyed you so much when they never ever as much cared for punishments and warnings.
It must be those caramel coated sweets that you always carried in your pockets. Always ready to do your bidding, they were.
You offered me the up graded version of toffees? Ha hah
I don't remember that part. But since I am not known to have a sweet tooth, no wonder your trick didn't work.
Actually the thing that "girls can't do this and that" have always hit a raw nerve.
We are three sisters only and since very beginning we've heard what a misfortune it is that we have no brother, no one to carry the family's name forward. This discrimination between boys and girls, I find it despicable. :-(
Maybe that's why I had gotten impatient because the guys were continuously getting to bat while we girls, we had to do the fielding. And I took out my anger on you. Once again, sorry.
And that biting your hand off, God that's really embarrassing. I can be quite a pain in the butt. Oops language. Always the impudent girl. Lol.
Let's just forget about it.
I must have gotten scared and I thought you were going to take me to Papa and he undoubtedly would have scolded me. I was one wild child always getting into trouble. And you the responsible person that you were, always trying to help me.
But you took the role of an elder brother quite seriously you know, sometimes overdoing it. I mean fine you have so many cousins and you were quite used to being the Big Brother but some people they are happy without brothers. Just letting you know. I mean not everyone would want to be your sister so why impose unnecessarily?
Oh! Your cousin was lucky the dog decided to bite him in this era for the time when I was bitten by a dog, I had to take 14 shots right in my stomach. Bad memories I tell you.
Sister would do it so mechanically, I used to be like it's my belly you putting that injection in. How can you be so unfeeling? Since then I hate dogs. Wanted to hate nurses too but the profession that I am pursuing, you can't afford to hate sisters. Not after witnessing the kind of hard work they do.
I see I have been quite violent in the past and have caused you bodily harms, let's strike a deal. When I finally graduate and am practising medicine, I'll treat you free of charge.
Maybe I'll become a gynecologist and in return of your help for helping me and my boyfriend getting married, I'll deliver your wife's child free of cost. By the way, it was very kind of you to offer your help. My boyfriend and I, we were just looking for that kind of elder support, who if need arose will be ready to sign as a witness during our court marriage. You sure are our Guardian Angel in disguise.
I didn't tell you about my boyfriend no? So he's really awesome. He's in the same batch as mine.
Really tall, over six feet, and he has a fine body, like that of a swimmer. Not too heavily built, neither very thin.
He isn't very fair or too dark. Golden brown, maybe.
I am not sure if in mere words I can do justice to his beauty. His eyes of the color brown, they are so deep and unfathomable. All I have to do is to look into his eyes and the world fades out. And how can I forget those enviable eye lashes!
His raven black hair, he purposely keeps them a little longer so that they are always falling over his forehead, silky and soft.
And when he smiles, it's like the world stops. Have you seen a smile like that? It's dangerous you know, for my heart. It is skipping beats all the time. With a symmetrical face and distinct cheekbones, he is so dangerously handsome. And he's beautiful inside too.
Oh! I got carried away. When I get started about him there's no stopping me. For your information, my boyfriend and I we aren't in a hurry to marry. After we complete MBBS, there's PG to think about.
Before I sign off, how's Kirti Di and Sanju Di? And I hope uncle and aunty are doing well.
A long time ago, I had eavesdropped on you when you were talking about your dreams. Sorry for that eavesdropping thing. God, I really was a bad girl. So many things to be sorry about.
Hope you are finally living your dream. How's Delhi? Is it as beautiful as you had imagined it would be? Have never been to that place. Someday maybe.
PS- Geet can be a bug but she's my best friend. So won't listen anything against her. Tedhi hai par meri hai. And about my id I know it's a bit weird but Geet and I had a competition that who could come up with the weirdest but a cool id. Obviously, I won. ;-)
PPS- 7 hrs sleep everybody requires or you're inviting problems. And too much coffee intake is injurious to health. Causes anxiety-stress problems.
PPPS- The bite mark on your hand that still hasn't faded, You should try pqrs lotion of abc company,it might be of some help.
With best wishes
Yours sincerely
Meera
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From: shutabulgirl@xyz.com
To: notmeplease@xyz.com
Sub: what's in a name?
Dear friend,
After the last letter I wrote to you, I have often found myself looking out of the window and pondering over things.
How stupid it was of me to find it weird to be unaware of each other's names!
I thought a lot about it and came to the conclusion that how does it matter if we didn't know the names. Knowing each other's names isn't going to change things. You'll still be the funny, caring, protective guy, the guy with the Bais problems and would remain the dearest friend of mine while I'll still be the silly talkative dreamer.
As Shakespeare puts it, "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
What does it matter if you are Maan, Rehman or Armaan, you're more than just a name to me!
But since the arrow had already left the bow, there was no point taking back the question. You'd already shared your name. Maan--pride, that's a very beautiful name and you have an even more beautiful voice. I'm not very free with compliments so consider yourself lucky.
It's my turn now, and I have no intention of going all poetic about my name. Drashti, that's my name. And I love my name. Actually there's a story behind this name. My father and grandfather both had thought of different names for me. My mother says there was quite an argument about choosing the name. None of them were ready to accept defeat. Finally,my Buaji, she decided to intervene and after a lot of pleading, grandfather gave in for he'd already gotten a chance to name his children. Thanks God, Dad's name was chosen for I really like this name. It's unique and suits my personality.
Now that we're done with name thing, I remember you got all disappointed because I was being polite with an obviously drunk guy.
Actually, it was my first time being a volunteer and inexperienced that I was, I didn't know what to do. And to be honest I have been brought up among decent men, so facing a man who didn't feel a thing about pushing someone like that was quite a shock. However thanks to AS he came on time.
And please don't call him a sissy! This wasn't a movie where he would come and fight for me and then hurt himself and I like the quintessential heroine would tear a dupatta and tie it around his hand. He did what he could. After all he is also a student like me. I wouldn't want him to get into trouble because of me. And he can fight all right. I don't need to teach him
He's a black belt in Karate; I know it from a confidential source.
About defense moves, well thank you for that.
Next time please send some links of useful videos so that I can learn. How do you expect me to learn otherwise? And be rest assured, next time I encounter such people I would follow your advice. Open palm slaps or even better would be the knee to groin move.
Btw, you are growing all protective huh? Not complaining. In fact I enjoy when you go all caring and protective.
Did I miss any point? Well... another letter coming your way.
Yours truly
Drashti
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From: shutabulgirl@xyz.com
To: notmeplease@xyz.com
Sub: of crushes and coffee dates
Dear Maan,
It looks like somebody missed me huh? I apologize for being AWOL.
Just got caught up in the thick of things. There's a workshop starting from day after tomorrow. Was busy in its preparation and then there was my crush, AS too.
Yes, I made more than little progress there. Patience dear ...Patience I've lot to tell you so brace yourself for one long letter.
First, we talk about you. You've it real bad. Did you read your letter? It was like...I don't know...You described the whole thing so beautifully. Now there's no coming back.
Hamein bhi koi iss tarah se describe karta...kaash koi ladka hamein pyaar karta...okay enough of dramatics
Coming back to the point...dude I must say she is one lucky woman.
So you saw her when it was raining. Quite a romantic setting no?
And for once I don't hate your not so good cigarettes for had it been not for them you wouldn't have come out to smoke.
You know this meeting of yours is reminding me of a song...ek Ladki bheegi bhaagi si...kapde dhone mein huyi aadhi si...jab se Fena mila...resha resha khila...fena kaho kya baat hai... nice jingle no?
Oh wrong song I sang...should have sung something Nithyaji ki kaho kya baat and all... well sorry but not sorry. I thought you already have sang her praises why unnecessarily waste energy.
Pretty curly hair, large brown clear eyes, people have unclear eyes too?
Lips upturned at corners...goodness do you by any chance write fictions as hobby or maybe as a part time job?
I can never describe AS like that for the life of me and I'd like to think I might be in love with him...at least after what happened yesterday I am sure that's it is just a matter of time Before I lose my heart to him.
And hey you fool! Why would you share her name like that? You are so naive. And also too trusting for your own good.
You shouldn't share names so easily on an online platform.
What if I am a serial killer or some terrorist? So let's call her N, from the next time. No taking names like that.
And dude which world are you living in? So what if she's surrounded with friends? that shouldn't deter you from approaching her. Who knows she likes you back and is waiting for you to make the first move? Ask her out for a coffee date just like AS did.
Oh yes! He did. And I still can't believe it. It so happened that two days ago, I met him in the library.
I was looking for an appropriate book for my assignment. I'm looking for it in one of the cupboards and suddenly I feel a presence beside me. I turn and there he's standing. I immediately turned away. My heart it started beating real hard I wanted to speak so many things but my mouth had gone dry. And I was internally scolding myself that I would lose this golden opportunity when he spoke, Hi.
It was a big feat that I didn't faint out of joy and managed to utter few comprehensible words.
It was either my imagination or he was actually being too attentive. He found the book that I was looking for, got it issued under his name, then we're leaving the library together when he asks, if there were any kind of repeats of last year's incidents and if in any problem I can always go to him.
You can only imagine my predicament. It was so confusing, his behavior.
All of a sudden... could it be that he wasn't approaching me because I was surrounded by friends all the time?
Or maybe because I was wearing the azure top and the black fitting jeans and my hair was done in a French plait and when he saw me he finally realized what a beauty I am.
But I don't want to be liked by a person only for my looks !
Anyways so yesterday we had a meeting about the workshop. When the meeting disassembled I was sitting on a chair making notes about the different groups taking part and guess who comes and sits on the vacant chair next to me.
AS, of course!
So I smile at him and return to my work as if nothing has happened. As if the room doesn't all of a sudden seem too small and as if I'm not feeling a little dizzy.
And that person, he's sitting there so coolly without a care in the world.
When I couldn't take the torture anymore I just decided to leave, it is then he calls my name, and he asks if I would like to go out for a coffee with him.
Like ? I would love to.
But I don't act like a despo and simply nod my assent.
I'm simply a lost case!
But I am so so happy. A coffee date with AS! I hope he likes me.
I really did talk a lot, today.
So baki baatein later...ah I remember you asked me about my user name.
Don't tell me you didn't realise what it was.
Gosh! I was trying to be funny there. You seriously didn't get it. And here I was thinking that it's such a cool username.
Well shutabulgirl is the improvised version of a suitable girl!!! You're really witless to not get it.
PS- what's with forever yours? You're getting too attached. My AS or your N, may not like it.
Yours truly
Shutabulgirl
Edited by ardentfitzcy - 8 years ago
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