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Here’s to the lucky ones!

I loathe festivals. I LOVE the festive spirit all over with Diwali round the corner – the neighborhood is all decked up with decor and all the shops look lighted and welcoming. I totally feel delighted up until the actual day of the festival – decorating our place, shopping, cooking, lighting lamps – I hate the particular day of Diwali. It’s like, anticipation is better than arrival.

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We made these gel sparkly candles. Pretty, aren’t they? 🙂

Invariably, we have no one to celebrate Diwali with us any year. Mum is at native – she can’t travel. We don’t have the time to travel to her place. Almost all friends leave for hometowns and it just gets so lonely. It sucks to be alone on festivals, especially Diwali.

I’m still okay to be alone on a Valentine’s Day (not that okay, but you get the idea, right?) – not Diwali. That’s meant to be spent with people. Growing up too, Diwali (including all other festivals too) used to be boring.

Shucks.

I realize there are way more unfortunate people than us in the world. Without a doubt, if there’s one thing we have learned out of all struggles of life is – to be grateful in all times.

To all those who have friends, family and loved ones to celebrate life with you – I hope you know you’re super lucky, guys.

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I now know why

I now know why I loved you so hard when I loved you. It’s because I loved you how ever much I could love you in an entire lifetime – in the little time we had together.

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A love letter

A letter I’ll hand-write for you when I find you.

My dear love

I’ve waited too long for you to even remember how long. And oh how I have longed to sit in your arms, under the shade of a tree and see the sun go down.

I haven’t thought of sweet names to call you. I do want to tell you many things.

I searched for you in different people – which was pathetic – because they were not you. I had a picture of you in my head which was mostly based on the movies we see and the books we read. I often wondered if you’d look like this guy I saw in the office or that guy I met at the store. All I knew is that you’d treat me right baby. And you do. Every single bit.

Love letter

A love letter…I can’t wait to write!

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