Dream peddler

Hi Sweetheart,

My inbox today shows a chain mail of 16 conversations with you.It reminds me of our chat logs at TVM, sort of. I just woke up from sleep, and since then was thinking of you. What you would be doing, how you would be celebrating this 24 th bday of yours. Feels great aint it? Birthdays are always special. You get noticed, you get all the best wishes from the 3 corners of the globe. This wish wrapped in an email, is not really from any of the corners of this planet earth, its from another world.

I have lived upto my reputation of not gifting you anything to you ever, I have failed to write a beautiful something for you, my health didn’t permit it. You know, every night I hug my pillow and go to sleep thinking it’s you, and the first thing i hug when I open my eyes to the brilliant sun, is the same you, that I have imagined to have. I have a certain you in my mind, and I just don’t wanna loose it, the feel of it. I love you this way sweetheart.

Remember the first time we kissed? Remember, the first time we held hands, it still sends a shiver down my spine, I still, even now after all these months, try to be the person “we” used to be. The way we used to love each other, the way we made the nights shorter and the days longer, just because we only each other during the day. You are still the same old dream for me, that never died, and I just dont wanna loose it to anybody. I love you this way honey pie.

Everytime I see DDLJ I feel sad, everytime I see Om Shanti Om I feel happy again. hee haw. Stupid I know. But still, there’s a sweetness in stupidity too. And talking of sweetness, no one can match yo ever, in my eyes, You are a sugar pie, you know that? A quarter of your life, you have lived, another 3 quarters remain. Remember how we used to joke …that at 80 you how will be all toothless, and walking with a stick? and you used to laugh at it. The picture still looms over my eyes, your jubilant, free flowing laugh, your sparkling eyes, filled with love, and hope, your hands grasping my arm.Your nails digging in my skin, I used to love that feeling. I used to look into your eyes, secretly, searching for a secret key so that I can lock the happiness and still the moment. But, you see sweetheart, happiness is in letting go. I love the moments we have lived, but I am not, “in love” with the moments we have lived. That’s when real happiness comes, that’s when, true love evolves and that’s when serendipities occur. This is the way I love you angel eyes.

My mother tells, you have to make three wishes, every year, on this day, It’s like a starting the rest of the life from today. Whatever you do on your birthday, you do it, the entire year. So, what’s your 3 wishes for today? But, there’s one catch to it. Whatever you wish this birthday, you will have to(atleast get close to it) fulfill it till your next one comes by. Thora wish karo. Thora dream karo, understand honey pie? Write your wishes, in a paper, wish for where you want to see yourself the same time, the same day next year. Read them again and again, and get it into your heart, and the next year, try and find an answer to those, wishes of the past. This is what I call moving along with your past, working through pain. Pain will always be there, it will always work against your will, your ego. You can’t remove hose thorns. What you do is, you work through them. Thats where winners stand apart, that’s when you become the driver of your life. I want you to do that. I love you this way, cutie pie.

Happy Birthday! Sweetheart!
Many Happy returns for this day!
Enjoi!
And don’t forget the wishes!

Love,
sauvik