Whitey and Blacky were my furry siblings. Here’s a letter I wish I could have read to them.
Dear Whitey and Blacky,
I know you can’t read this. I wish I could have read this letter to you both and you definitely would have appreciated it. Just like you appreciated a lot many things. Never really could tell if you understood everything I told you. It’s been a few years since you both left us but the void you left in my heart is hard to fill. I miss you every single day.
Every time a new year starts, one of the most common questions that people ask is, “What are your resolutions for the year?”. As much as I would like to reply like Calvin in the comic below, I know how useful resolutions can be.
Recently, I have been feeling the pain of betrayal. While I grew up, my dad always praised my achievements and my progress in life but always ended by saying, “Don’t forget where you came from.” I never thought about it much back then but now, I realized that its not just a reminder that home is important but also a way of warning me that when I asked questions and opened myself up to things in life, they would change me.
As a child I wanted to grow up to be a story writer. Black letters on white paper which otherwise looked so plain let me travel to places without leaving my room. But as a lot of I’ll-grow-up-to-be dreams you have as a child wither away, this one did too. This blog is my attempt to still be a writer in this virtual personal space of the internet. Here, I wish to share with you my travel experiences, the interesting stories I come across, my reviews about books I read and occasionally some musings Read More »