Dear Love,
I have always wanted to tell you something. You are all elusive and mysterious as always and that's why you captivate me.
Now that I have got your attention, coming to the current post, this is actually about love letters. Yes that's right the one that you get from the people you love or which you sent to them. See when I was in school, I had a friend who after class fifth had moved to another part of town and of course, changed her school. I used to miss her in the class everyday and her empty seat reminded me of the fun times we had. Even though she was in the same city. I used to love writing letters to her and of course receive it back. This went on for a bit but like everything this faded away. I made new friends and slowly yet surely we drifted. This obviously is not the love letter I am talking about but the concept of writing letters which is quite lost these days or giving a personal call has slowly converted to social apps and automated messages.
So once when G and I were talking about love letters, he said about a particular incident
Me: Have you ever received a love letter?
G: Yes, as a matter of fact, I almost received one
Me: What do you mean almost?
G: There were these group of girls in our apartment who used to play with us. This was when I was 12. So one day a girl from that group handed over a love letter to K (brother) and he is the good 'brother' handed it over to our mother. Well I never really read it, since she read it and threw it away! but I was told at a later date that it said...''I LOVE YOU"
Me*mimicing a shocked expression* how novel! *laughing*
G: Did you get any?
Ah well I am not answering that anytime soon. But if I could write a love letter to an older myself (Cause I do love myself *narcissistic slow clap*) I would probably say this:
Dear earlier version me,
There are certain things that you should be glad about:
1. The energy that you have, the fact that you can do so many things in a day and not get tired.
2. The amount of junk food that you can have and still not feel bloated.
3. The free time in the world where you can contemplate things and worry about trivial problems like what plans can I make with friends today? or should I get my hair colored? (Wait I still do that)
4. Your hair and skin are luscious and fresh.
5. You can pull an all-nighter to finish a project or chill with friends or party and still be up and about the next day
But there are things that you should be careful about too
1. Letting your hormones get in the way of judgment and life long decisions
2. Not spending enough time to actually productively learning a new skill
3. Taking things and people around you for granted. The time you spend with your grandparents or your family.
4. Exercising and investing in your overall health
5. Your sleeping and eating routines, this is an investment.
Love,
the future version of me.
We all grow up to be different versions of ourselves and we don't even realize when we change into this new person. Sometimes it's our interest that change or sometimes it's our character. But as long as we are a good human being and true to ourselves then we should be just fine.
Also coming back to love letters, I do remember an incident where I randomly received one on my table at my workplace. It was unsigned but was very heartfelt. It was from a student of mine who thanked me and said that they enjoyed my classes and look forward to it and it helped him/her gain. These letters are the best when they touch you and you realize the value of what you are doing. Other love letters that I might or might not have received *wink* are not currently for this post.
My sister had this habit of treasure hunting for my personal diaries. I have been writing since I was 9 years and to date, I write. I guess the habit comes from my mother and my paternal grandfather. So N was always curious about what I write in them and when I was in school, I had one with the lock. She found the diary, broke the lock and read it. That's when I knew the lengths of her curiosity. There was in one incident in the UK when she had come to visit me, I had gone to my Uni to get few of my projects submitted and when I retired I saw my room in a ransacked state.
Me*shocked*: What happened here?
N: Oh I was searching for something but couldn't find it, sorry for the mess.
Me: What were you searching for? you just arrived yesterday. There is no way you lost something so quickly.
N: uh..actually, I thought you still wrote in your diary
Me: Yes I do
N*flustered*: Then where is it? I went mad searching for it
Me: Serves you right!
I had foreseen that this would happen, so I had given my diary for safekeeping to one of my other roommates for her entire stay over. Even now she is curious about what I write, I really don't know why. Well now I am a step ahead always and I would want to warn her children to be the same.
I have always wanted to tell you something. You are all elusive and mysterious as always and that's why you captivate me.
Now that I have got your attention, coming to the current post, this is actually about love letters. Yes that's right the one that you get from the people you love or which you sent to them. See when I was in school, I had a friend who after class fifth had moved to another part of town and of course, changed her school. I used to miss her in the class everyday and her empty seat reminded me of the fun times we had. Even though she was in the same city. I used to love writing letters to her and of course receive it back. This went on for a bit but like everything this faded away. I made new friends and slowly yet surely we drifted. This obviously is not the love letter I am talking about but the concept of writing letters which is quite lost these days or giving a personal call has slowly converted to social apps and automated messages.
So once when G and I were talking about love letters, he said about a particular incident
Me: Have you ever received a love letter?
G: Yes, as a matter of fact, I almost received one
Me: What do you mean almost?
G: There were these group of girls in our apartment who used to play with us. This was when I was 12. So one day a girl from that group handed over a love letter to K (brother) and he is the good 'brother' handed it over to our mother. Well I never really read it, since she read it and threw it away! but I was told at a later date that it said...''I LOVE YOU"
Me*mimicing a shocked expression* how novel! *laughing*
G: Did you get any?
Ah well I am not answering that anytime soon. But if I could write a love letter to an older myself (Cause I do love myself *narcissistic slow clap*) I would probably say this:
Dear earlier version me,
There are certain things that you should be glad about:
1. The energy that you have, the fact that you can do so many things in a day and not get tired.
2. The amount of junk food that you can have and still not feel bloated.
3. The free time in the world where you can contemplate things and worry about trivial problems like what plans can I make with friends today? or should I get my hair colored? (Wait I still do that)
4. Your hair and skin are luscious and fresh.
5. You can pull an all-nighter to finish a project or chill with friends or party and still be up and about the next day
But there are things that you should be careful about too
1. Letting your hormones get in the way of judgment and life long decisions
2. Not spending enough time to actually productively learning a new skill
3. Taking things and people around you for granted. The time you spend with your grandparents or your family.
4. Exercising and investing in your overall health
5. Your sleeping and eating routines, this is an investment.
Love,
the future version of me.
We all grow up to be different versions of ourselves and we don't even realize when we change into this new person. Sometimes it's our interest that change or sometimes it's our character. But as long as we are a good human being and true to ourselves then we should be just fine.
Also coming back to love letters, I do remember an incident where I randomly received one on my table at my workplace. It was unsigned but was very heartfelt. It was from a student of mine who thanked me and said that they enjoyed my classes and look forward to it and it helped him/her gain. These letters are the best when they touch you and you realize the value of what you are doing. Other love letters that I might or might not have received *wink* are not currently for this post.
My sister had this habit of treasure hunting for my personal diaries. I have been writing since I was 9 years and to date, I write. I guess the habit comes from my mother and my paternal grandfather. So N was always curious about what I write in them and when I was in school, I had one with the lock. She found the diary, broke the lock and read it. That's when I knew the lengths of her curiosity. There was in one incident in the UK when she had come to visit me, I had gone to my Uni to get few of my projects submitted and when I retired I saw my room in a ransacked state.
Me*shocked*: What happened here?
N: Oh I was searching for something but couldn't find it, sorry for the mess.
Me: What were you searching for? you just arrived yesterday. There is no way you lost something so quickly.
N: uh..actually, I thought you still wrote in your diary
Me: Yes I do
N*flustered*: Then where is it? I went mad searching for it
Me: Serves you right!
I had foreseen that this would happen, so I had given my diary for safekeeping to one of my other roommates for her entire stay over. Even now she is curious about what I write, I really don't know why. Well now I am a step ahead always and I would want to warn her children to be the same.
Wow beautifully written as I was reading this I went down the memory lane as to how eagerly l used to wait for letters from my parents as I got married quite early at the age of 20 those days there were no mobiles. Keep it up I wait everyday to read your blog and wonder what is the topic you would choose
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