A NOTE

We met, didn’t we ? So what if it was after ages. You looked almost like a thorough gentleman. That was least expected. Anyways, glad to see that you’ve changed for the good. Glasses look good on you..wait, you look good in glasses. As for me, you know…. I’m the same clumsy little girl…now no more little. Haha. Yeah. I still laugh in between conversations. And I still struggle while beating eggs. But do you realize the time that has flown by ?


I freelance these days . Yes, as you often said “the free bird.” Home is pretty okay, same furniture, same furnishing, same books….Our mango tree died. Last winter. I cried a lot. Now I don’t miss it a lot. Got used to. Same way as I …….. Anyways, I can always write reams about my hardships and suffering. They should not make sense to you now. Do they ? I don’t know…..

Meanwhile, let me tell you… Emmy is sweet. She resembles her. I wish she were here. With you. She was fun to be with. For the short time she met me, I thought you were lucky to have her. I know that her picture is in your wallet these days. By the way, does your wallet have any money ? Just kidding… I know you’re rich enough.

Are you wondering why I’m writing this ? Its Monday. I thought why not revive the old tradition ? Different intentions this time though. So will you reply ? If you do, send it through Emmy.

P.S. : Sending an old picture of yours. I found it only yesterday. Miraculous, isn’t it ? Keep it for old times' sake.

P.P.S. : Shall I send over some pineapple marmalade I made ?