Speed Post

Dear Darling Dadu,

How are you? Hope all is well up there! I remember writing to you as a child. I remember how you collected all my letters through the years and kept them all safe. It was fun to read them when I would visit you in the summer vacations.

Yes we did share an awesome relation. I still remember how you spoiled me as I was the first grand -daughter. I remember those red shoes I wanted and you travelled all the way to Bata at CP to get them. That was the best surprise that anyone has ever given me.

You know what life has been good here and I am sure you are happy where you are. As you might already know I finally love what I am working on and I love the city… you know its strange that I have very little to talk to you about. I feel always around to just see what I am doing.

Just miss you sometimes. I still crave for the Shank shondesh, the kacha golla and the ek takar samosa. Yes you were my friend to sneak all the bad food. I miss just giving you a tight hug. I miss the sweaty kiss you wanted to give when you came back from the clinic, I miss the look of those patients who looked up at you when you saved lives, I miss your passion to do things, I miss the abuses you showered on people, I miss our conversations, I miss the arguments, I miss laughing with you, I miss shouting out to you, I miss the excitement in your eyes to see me once I came back from college, I miss how we justified the Chinese, I miss the smell of cigar, I miss the sound of your slippers, I miss the way you woke me up to make tea, I miss the winks we shared when we ganged up…. Yes darling I miss you! No one ever will know and no one ever can the way I do!

Hey I am getting emotional, and I don’t think I should be. Love you a lot. And please take care!

Have fun…cheers to you!!!