RK: Things I'll never say pg18 - Page 3

This means a lot especially, coming from a writer whose Rishibala works I read religiously. Thank you for appreciating my work.

The first time I wrote this post, I had no idea which direction I would take it in. It is comments like this that keep pulling me back. Poetry remains an unexplored territory for me. Then again, so was writing until about a month ago. I will try and read some classics this winter break. That should be a good start.

The things I'll never say

I hate peeli daal with chawal. I wanted to tell you. But, the look on your face when you watched me eat it, could light up a room. You made me so nervous I gulped down an entire glass of water. I wish you would stop caring for me. Because, I can see your angel wings shine through every time you look at me affectionately. What did a monstrous being like me ever do to deserve you? I don't know how you do it or why you do it? Any onlooker would doubt the intelligence of the human species after watching Deepali play her tricks. I noticed her stealing glances at you with eyes that could pierce through your milky skin. I wanted to hold you tight, to bury your face in my chest and protect you from the evil that surrounded you. But, I knew you would never forgive me if I acted on my desires. I curled my fingers over my chest in helplessness; I could not breathe. So, I exaggerated my struggle for air. My intention was not to scare you, just shield you. Your reaction made me wonder, what bond did we share? Why did you tear up seeing me suffer? Did you like me or worse, did you love me?

Try as you may, this is one of the things I'll never say.

Yours,

Rishabh Kundra