A letter to a guy I met that day

 

Do you need exact dates, I can give you but I guess it doesn’t matter. We got down from our bus at a place which had flyovers , and did a cab to reach your college. It was nearly 3 AM. I was midst of people with whom I felt really uncomfortable and was trying to calm myself down by saying that it’s fine, it’s part of the experiences that I want to have. We entered through the college gate and I was lost in the college, it was alive even at that time of the night. There were lights and decorations and stuff, things that you see in videos of college fests and I was finally there, coming out of my monotonous life, and out of the shell that wasn’t making me happy anymore. “He’s there”, Garv told the driver, signaling him to slow down the car and pick you up. “Who is he?” I asked Sana. “A friend of Garv”, she told me. “One more person to make you feel a misfit. What is wrong with these people of wonderland? Why do all guys look cleaner and brighter than I would ever be.” That was my first thought about you.

Little did I know, that it was a beginning of two beautiful relationships with two beautiful souls. Urvi and you. We had a great time then, and dear friend, thanks for making all the efforts to make all of your guests feel at home. I don’t really remember what our first talk was like, or when did we start talking but for sure, it was smooth. A group of people who flip like binaries. I was not there to make friends, nope. I was just trying to run from humans and be closer to other aspects of life that I had stopped to understand. The good thing was, I brought a blank state of mind, without expectations, without rules and standards to define joy and you, luckily, filled that blankness with positivity. I will praise you, for being confident about yourself, for your choice to get out of your comfort zone, that too, effortlessly as it seemed, though it might have not been in practice. I will praise you for handling a large group and make people feel together though you were the only one who could have felt the most disconnected for being from some other place, but there were no insecurities and that is commendable.

We have changed a lot, it is almost an year now. Nevertheless, this letter is for the guy I met on that day. I love giving free advice and here is some for that guy who is so eager to make new friends and live the time of his life.

Pages are fluttering desperate to be turned,

Get lost on the road, And sleep on the floor,

Be sure about change, Be ready to break the chains,

Don’t hold your smile and dance a little wild,

There are streets and avenues waiting for your footsteps,

droplets, crystals of sand, shades of green,

Places void and packed and so many things you don’t know yet,

Give chance to life to surprise you, it has waited long to unfold what it holds.

Letters shouldn’t start with a hey and end with a bye

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