Wednesday, 8 October 2014

An Undelivered Letter

Dear Mr Crush

Hope this will find you in pink of your health and wealth.

Another year gone by and I realised it’s been 2 years now that I have been admiring you. A complete two years of stalking and finding every possible info available to make (‘feel’) this impossible looks little possible and achievable. Well coming to the years have realised that time has just flown and m still there from where I started. Oh No, I think few steps’ve walked (that you never noticed) but considerably not at all worth the milestone I wanna achieve. If an instance I consider a ‘Yes’ or reciprocation as my final destination then I have just walked out of my house and hell yeah a long ...long way to go. I always wanna let you know how different it feels when my subconscious talks to yours and they never get anybody wrong or anything for that matter.

I still remember the time when I saw you in the bus for the very first time and was bowled over the fact of turning the dream into reality. Acceptance of request on FB & LinkedIn were few feathers in my cap but they never got me long enough and I always had to struggle for ways to have a communication until I got your whatsapp contact but later that could barely help too. This was my first infact is my first where I’m from tip to toe is crazy about this madness, madness of liking for somebody, madness for stalking somebody, madness for stealing photos from someone’s public library, madness for sharing tiniest of the details with some crazy buddies……countless madness I can write without a single reciprocation. I appreciated the time you mocked about my confession and behaved as usual and infact later too. But you know what, had it been me in your place I would have dejected the very person, wouldn’t have given any false hopes or signs….to me a ‘No’ means ‘No’ literally. Period.

You know what sometimes I build my world around you (don’t worry even here you don’t give me dreams but we just talk and talk) and sometimes I just laugh on the faded memories back when we're working in same premises. I always have a question when we aren’t into each other (precisely when ‘u’ aren’t into) then why did I meet you in first place, why did someone introduce you to me...I don’t see a purpose. We're just two different souls....okay we may have few things in common but they don’t draw your attention and you wouldn’t consider. Hell yes, you're 10 on 10 for me and I may be 6 or may be just 5 in your list. Do you know I always want to talk to your subconscious to have an honest conversation, not coz you act strange in real or maybe you just trying to be nice. But please I don’t need this 'O-I-am-nice-with-you-but-don’t-get-me-wrong' kind of look; I just wanna let you know with the time I have always seen the better in you and no matter how hard it gets I’ll always cherish the moment I confronted my real you to you. Considerably I am deaf and blind, my road may never meet the destination M aspiring for but m still hoping for a miracle; a miracle that’ll light everything up and can have you by my side. Things may fasten up or go worst but lunatic part of me is still praying and praying for this obsession to get more intense or get over finally. I may not have enough time now to hang on but surely I’m counting on memories to write a journal later. Period.

PS: Old habits die hard and you're one of them. 


Faithfully Your’s Admirer
5 on 10