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A LETTER TO FAIRYLAND

Dear Mamma,

Where did you go ?

Papa says you went to fairyland to bring me those white wings. Did you get them ?
Are they too hard to find ? Can't you come soon ? I miss you.

Papa too misses you. He tells me stories of lions and flowers.
He says you will be back when I finish my cup of milk. I drink it and then wait for you.
But you do not come back. I  cry.

Sometimes Papa cries too. He hides his tears. He misses you too.

Come back Mamma....I don't need those white wings....I need you to be here. Papa wants you.

Your loving daughter,
Emmy.

Comments

erer said…
that's so innocent, so painful and heart felt :(
Yamini Meduri said…
wow wonderful letter...so painfull..!!

long back i wrote a tale on similar lines...but my mother has gone to god to teach him English and the girl asks her father not to go to God as he is mathematics teacher..!!!

nice letter anwesa..!!
Poonam said…
luved it....so heart touching...
Abhishek said…
Nice post.
Awesome blog.
Simply amazing read.

:)
beautifully written, capturing the very emotion in every single line.
Rià said…
That was so beautifully worded, and painful too!
Sara said…
touching and beautifully written.
Anwesa said…
@WarmSunshine,
Thanks !
Anwesa said…
@ Yamini,
Thanks dear ! Would love to read your story someday.
Anwesa said…
@ Poonam,
Thank you :)
Anwesa said…
@ Abhishek,
Glad to see you here :)
Anwesa said…
@ Girl with a red bag,
Thanks :)
Anwesa said…
@ Cardinal Ruby,
Thank you !
Anwesa said…
@ Ria,
Thanks dear :)
rocky said…
Anwesa,
I am known to be a guy without emotions and sentiments but this one brought a tear in my eyes. I am so emotionless that I was smiling all through the movie when I was watching "Taare Zameen par". I didn't even feel sad. But this one, heart touching..
Anwesa said…
@ Rocky,

In that case, I'm glad that I wrote this.

Thanks a lot !
Rocky said…
:-) Rocky is Rakesh from "I miss you" post
Anwesa said…
@ Rocky aka Rakesh,

Yeah I know. The one who misses "the" Santro :P

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