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Rakshabandhan

Dearest Sister,

I hope this letter brings out the best in you and the smile, while you read this out, never stops and just keeps multiplying. It's been years now since your last seen. No, I'm not crying neither complaining about your absenteeism. Reason being you have always marked your attendance virtually, socially (your networks). This year, 2020, the plans were different. It was to meet you with surprises. However, in our case the planned things never happen. It's the second year in a row when we have exchanged gifts. And those gifts keep me happy and joyful. So much to tell, so much to hear. We've kept certain secrets for our round of coffee table. 

The life's changing and we are the witness. There are constants and that's us. Despite our ups and downs, our fights, we've stood for each other in even the odds. Our love post the fights don't need proofs. And that's somehow rare. I've aged like a dog. With you, without you. I don't know how to say certain things. Maybe I've forgotten 🙈. You know what?? Sometimes I switch back to our old conversations just to revise how I talked. Now don't laugh at me. Though you can smile. And it feels that we are world apart. However, our heart remains connected. I've learnt that life doesn't always give you what you want. You need to earn that. And yes I've earned.

The relation that we have developed over the years. I feel somewhere at peace and see the calm heart. I don't have much words right now to say or to write, though will still a try. And thank you for always being my side. The things i hate in this adulthood is that you do not have sufficient time. Always pre-occupied with the work. Your weekdays go in classes, Saturdays in meetings and Sunday of course your favourite - the long naps. And ofcourse the home work. You know what?? Life's like a riddle these days. I have questions with no answers being given. Maybe because I never asked. 

Rest, I'll keep for some another day. Just one thing - stay happy and stay healthy. I've much more to say and tell but my heart doesn't allow me to write. Happy Rakshabandhan.
Love you 💟❤️.

Regards
Pushu






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