Dear bro,
Usually I start my letter inquiring about the ‘pink of your health and blue of your mind’…………but this time I won’t go for it……….I am fine…….doing great……….growing up and so is the world around me. In the hustle and bustle of life, I hardly get a chance to recall you……….Bad sister is the epithet I can earn for this…….No qualms.
It’s been ages since I’ve met you………. five years to be precise……Yes I know all those questions that will be jostling in your mind had you been reading this. So I’m going to answer each one of them…….
1>No I haven’t become a fatso (:-P) though I’m still ‘pleasantly plump’.
2> No I’m not tall enough……. rather obscenely short to some extent.
3> No I still don’t have a boyfriend :-)
Do you remember the last time we met it was at that same weary railway station? A whole different time it was…….Our annual family gathering, the picturesque Siliguri with all its flora and cool breeze, the late night chats, those loud ludo-games(yes you have to accept, even if with a frown on your face that we shouted like urchins ),the ice-creams that the two of us secretly had renouncing our remaining cousins, the innumerable fights, the sessions of ‘no talks and silent glares’ and the consequent sagas of teary-eyed reconciliation.......Yes those were the days we lived for each other. You know, even now, when we are miles apart, all of them complain about your unjustified biasedness towards me…. When you were near me I took it for granted, as if I was meant to be special, but today I admit how proud I was actually of your ‘unjust inclination’….At this point my nostalgia cannot help itself from ringing a bell for all those mischievous ventures we undertook and then beautifully managed to put the blame on someone else’s shoulder every single time (*Giggles*)…..Real jerks we were eh!.....
Then came with a bang that tall girlfriend of yours….the innumerable telephonic conversations that made me red in jealousy and anger (yes I was envious after all she took the man of my life)…….In fact I even hurled curses at her and when she deserted you, though your pathos were beyond watching, I felt a tinge of happiness and relief deep inside my heart. After all you were an entity who was not worth sharing…Amazed to hear? I can see your smile J
What was the name of your crazy dog which used to get overwhelmingly excited watching me? Well it used to chase me the entire house dude unless you yelled …….Crazy creature it was……And exactly how many days were you severed from your pocket-money when you boiled all the fishes of your aquarium by keeping its heater on? 7 I guess…You were one freak!!
All was fine until then……You were there with your king-size heart which cared for only one person on earth……Me…..And then the next scenario that flashes is the small cabin of a local hospital……a bed……your DEATH-BED…..where you were lying in absolute peace…….29th JULY…….9:30 a.m. ……..MASSIVE CARDIAC ATTACK……….All this while we were playing ,the world being our playground, and the next moment I’m lost in the ocean of humanity with you holding me no more…….I whined and screamed that day…….as if I myself will strike another attack…..and well now I’m surprised at how I survived from one considering the impact with which the void was punched through my chest………The next day at school, my matured friends told me ‘People whom God loves die young’…..But I wonder how could you be possibly one of God’s favourite? I mean you were naughty, impatient, rude…..not at all a ‘good-boy’ material……..You might be close to the conceived heaven…….But I wonder whether you ask Him which shirt to wear everyday…..
Over the years the tears have dried and the pain has left behind a pungent trail of solitude. But the memories…….they have grown to become the assets of my life. And now, when your umbrella has been snatched away, your sister has set for a mission to find a person who will be my ‘hearth and haven’ like you were.
A rather long epistle considering the impatient weirdo you actually are……….This heart still beats and bleeds for you
( A tribute to my late cousin)
Usually I start my letter inquiring about the ‘pink of your health and blue of your mind’…………but this time I won’t go for it……….I am fine…….doing great……….growing up and so is the world around me. In the hustle and bustle of life, I hardly get a chance to recall you……….Bad sister is the epithet I can earn for this…….No qualms.
It’s been ages since I’ve met you………. five years to be precise……Yes I know all those questions that will be jostling in your mind had you been reading this. So I’m going to answer each one of them…….
1>No I haven’t become a fatso (:-P) though I’m still ‘pleasantly plump’.
2> No I’m not tall enough……. rather obscenely short to some extent.
3> No I still don’t have a boyfriend :-)
Do you remember the last time we met it was at that same weary railway station? A whole different time it was…….Our annual family gathering, the picturesque Siliguri with all its flora and cool breeze, the late night chats, those loud ludo-games(yes you have to accept, even if with a frown on your face that we shouted like urchins ),the ice-creams that the two of us secretly had renouncing our remaining cousins, the innumerable fights, the sessions of ‘no talks and silent glares’ and the consequent sagas of teary-eyed reconciliation.......Yes those were the days we lived for each other. You know, even now, when we are miles apart, all of them complain about your unjustified biasedness towards me…. When you were near me I took it for granted, as if I was meant to be special, but today I admit how proud I was actually of your ‘unjust inclination’….At this point my nostalgia cannot help itself from ringing a bell for all those mischievous ventures we undertook and then beautifully managed to put the blame on someone else’s shoulder every single time (*Giggles*)…..Real jerks we were eh!.....
Then came with a bang that tall girlfriend of yours….the innumerable telephonic conversations that made me red in jealousy and anger (yes I was envious after all she took the man of my life)…….In fact I even hurled curses at her and when she deserted you, though your pathos were beyond watching, I felt a tinge of happiness and relief deep inside my heart. After all you were an entity who was not worth sharing…Amazed to hear? I can see your smile J
What was the name of your crazy dog which used to get overwhelmingly excited watching me? Well it used to chase me the entire house dude unless you yelled …….Crazy creature it was……And exactly how many days were you severed from your pocket-money when you boiled all the fishes of your aquarium by keeping its heater on? 7 I guess…You were one freak!!
All was fine until then……You were there with your king-size heart which cared for only one person on earth……Me…..And then the next scenario that flashes is the small cabin of a local hospital……a bed……your DEATH-BED…..where you were lying in absolute peace…….29th JULY…….9:30 a.m. ……..MASSIVE CARDIAC ATTACK……….All this while we were playing ,the world being our playground, and the next moment I’m lost in the ocean of humanity with you holding me no more…….I whined and screamed that day…….as if I myself will strike another attack…..and well now I’m surprised at how I survived from one considering the impact with which the void was punched through my chest………The next day at school, my matured friends told me ‘People whom God loves die young’…..But I wonder how could you be possibly one of God’s favourite? I mean you were naughty, impatient, rude…..not at all a ‘good-boy’ material……..You might be close to the conceived heaven…….But I wonder whether you ask Him which shirt to wear everyday…..
Over the years the tears have dried and the pain has left behind a pungent trail of solitude. But the memories…….they have grown to become the assets of my life. And now, when your umbrella has been snatched away, your sister has set for a mission to find a person who will be my ‘hearth and haven’ like you were.
A rather long epistle considering the impatient weirdo you actually are……….This heart still beats and bleeds for you
( A tribute to my late cousin)
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