There are times when we crave to say something, but somehow can't
There are times when we are in quest of a lending ear, but can't locate any
There are times when we have a thousand words in our hearts, but can't bring them to life
There are times when we wish to write essays, but not a single word will show us any love
There are times when we ache to express oodles, but can't discover the right place
If you want to say something to anyone on DMG, or anything on DMG, and can't find the right place to speak your mind and heart, here's the center for you…Step in..
This is your topic, and your hangout place..
Dearest LTI regulars, old associates who are not around anymore, every other participant, and everyone else who has appreciated the idea ever: thank you for your support and brilliant letters. This topic wouldn't have reached even some 20 pages without your auspicious presence. Rock on!!!
Much Love
-Sarah
Mods, thank you for letting LTI-3 happen..
Here's the first letter from yours truly, addressed to our darling Sukriti:
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Dearest Sukriti
This week will be marked by your entry in DMG, and so here I am, signing you a welcome message. It seems a lifetime has passed with a breeze only, and that's what you are: breeze and smiles.
Dear Suk, You will be taught, you will be tested here and you'll be given a chance to experience some wonderful things. Hope this journey of yours will be filled with lots of laughter and a whole lot of good. Don't lose confidence, and don't lose hope even if there is harsh adversary and criticism for the sake of it. And give it your best shot, always…
"Greeting darling Sukriti, and her priceless smile
Her genuine ways, and her simplicity
Innocence and purity that she exuded in white
Her seemingly good emoting ways
And her warmth and sweetness
Her not being a plastic doll
And her radiant persona
Her curls that are no more
And last but not the least;
Her neither being expressionless, nor being prone to a thousand expressions at the same time"
(Suk..I know the poem is stupid and hardly deserves to be called a poem but had to say it some way)😳
Here's a toast to you, Suk, and to a new beginning..
Much love and best wishes
An admirer
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To the change in DMG, and those not coping well with the same
To quote Mr. Shekhar Kapoor:
The joy of life also lies in forgetting what was,
and then rediscovering it...
I heard the birds sing again this morning,
every morning....
Regards
-Coping well with change
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NOTE: *Edited* because all is well that ends well..😊
If you're new to this strange place and wondering what it's all about, you can visit its predecessors here:
LTI-1:
https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=936530&T PN=1
LTI-2:
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/dill-mill-gaye/939843/letters-to-the-interns-and-others-too-2
You're most welcome to share your letters..😊😳