0721 a.m.

As the seasons pass by, I find the world dazzling, loving, and forgiving. What was once felt like a cage and a rigid establishment, now seems to be filled with warmth and kindness. Isn't it amazing as we bid good bye to seasons, we seem to love the world we live in a bit more? Is it the nature of growing up? Possibly. Perhaps, we may never figure out the answer.

Amisha, our friendship began many seasons ago. You and I endured and cherished many seasons. Some alone. Some together. Beyond our mutual likeness in the world, our friendship was formed in our hearts like a firm fortress. From the bottom of my heart, I cherish the way our friendship blossomed over these seasons, over these many moons. I rush to you with delight in my heart. You rush to me. All of this feels surreal considering how we never met once in real life. We should meet many, many times!

Earnestly speaking, I was in loss of words. I had no idea what to write in this letter because our bonding is beyond the pen lines could ever contain. Serendipitous. Surreal. Sublime.

You're very dear to me. So, so dear to me.

You're such a wonderful person (and you know it too!). A kindred spirit with a keen liking towards the beauty of the world. A nutcracker who will make any chatter box run. A cutie on whom everyone has no choice but dote so much that their chest combust in love. A wise person who has a way with her words, and magically makes the world a little softer for others. A diva with an ambitious and courageous heart who knows she can get whatever she wants. A kudi who loves being dolled up in all traditional and modern fits. A star in the sky of my life that every time I look up, I feel relieved knowing I have you. An ocean in a droplet. An universe in motion.

Once a year, through this letter, I recollect the journey our friendship has gone through and our own individual journeys. How lucky are we to cross the toughest storms on our own, and during the moments of friendship, we forget the existence of those storms. We're too busy with Choi San's heart pumping dance. He has got a hugeeeeeee chest. Bade dil waalein hain!

Amisha, humare taraf se, bade dil waale taraf se, tumko janmadin ki bahut bahut mubarak ho! Yeh zindagi tumhe humesha khushiyan aur safalta lekar aayein. Aur har din muskurahat se barein rahein.

Here is your cake! Blow the candles. Whisper your wishes. I sincerely pray every wish is brought to you lovingly by the Kosmos!

I have known you for many seasons. I'm grateful for that. My only desire is that in the upcoming seasons, I wish to be connected with the person whom you're today, in this moment, in present.

I love you Amisha.

Happy 27.

With love,

I always knew there would come a day when this tradition shall come to an end, but I did not anticipate it too soon. Esepcially not in this way where I would be leftt with you alone...

Moon Birthday, for some time I wasn't ready to part with you as you brought in so much of joy and happiness into my life. Every year I looked forward to write something as part of the tradition, to rejoice the friendship, and to gently wrap up the year in a warm note.

I was attached to you so much that to even think of ending this felt hurtful. I didn't want to, to be honest. I refused to face the end. I thought of ways to hold on to you. Deep down, I knew it's time to let go of you. A few days ago, I gently uttered to myself that I want to let go of you... Though my attachment to you was hurtful, what was even more agonizing is the memories related to you.

By holding on to you, I am essentially carrying all the pain, fighting and wrestling against the pain constantly. I didn't want that for myself cause' I love myself a lot to hurt myself in any sort of way.

Hence, I wish to let go of you, Moon Birthday.

Thank you for being in my life. All the memories related to it are precious to me. You've made my twenties so beautiful. When I look back, I know only love fills my heart.

You're so dear to me. I love you so much!

With Love,