My letter to Zoya (which I never posted)

Today, while watching the episode, I felt Zoya is desperately in need of a friend. So I am posting this letter to my friend Zoya, whom I have known and loved for the past three months…

Dear Zoe,

I know you are missing me right now. Lying on the bed in the Khan residence, spending sleepless night with your own thoughts…I wish you were here with me. It's raining outside and the lightning flashes are piercing through the night sky. I remember how much you loved thunderstorms. I was too afraid to even look at the lightning but you used to get hyper every time the storm started, dancing in the rain, soaking up all the beauty of it and not even blinking at the blinding light and roaring thunders.

May be that's why you fell in love with Asad Ahmed Khan.

I know you love to take up challenges and never lose heart in the face of danger. But sometimes, you care so less about yourself and so much about others that you end up hurting yourself.

You have always placed your instincts before logic, may be that's why you tried to fight back when the masked man was pointing a gun at your 'phoophi'.

At least she was your loving phoophi, unlike Mariyam, who was a complete stranger. Yet you almost died trying to save her.

You never told Phoophi and Mr. Khan the real reason behind your imprisonment, since that'd put Najma to danger.

You have tried to cheer up anyone who is sad or in trouble, without ever telling them just how much pain you are harbouring inside yourself. You have managed to keep the broadest smile on your face when you are crying inside.

Zoe, if only people could see what I see in you. I see a smart, independent, fun-loving girl who has dared to stand up to every challenge life has thrown towards her. I see a girl with a golden heart, who tries to understand others feelings and respect them.

Yes, you are incredibly messy. A bit over the top, loud and sometimes nosey, but you know what Zoe, those who love you truly, will never want to see you change even the slightest bit.

It's my request to you, please don't change yourself for others. Even if the "other person" is your first love. I don't want my friend to cry herself to sleep every night.

I love my Zoya the way she is-Jeans clad, poor 'shayari', diet coke, cold pizza and a bright smile.

❤️

Teddy

P.S: I know the letter was kinda cheesy, but I love Zoya too much to see her in pain like this.

wish u could send it to Zoya...she truely needs a friend