The letters that were never posted....
Thu, 2006-04-27 02:05 — Scarlett
Dear H
Its been 6 years, 3 months and 21 days since I last saw you . I don’t remember what you were wearing or what I was wearing or what the weather was like but I know that I was thankful for the darkness around us as you said goodbye, because you couldn’t see the solitary tear trickling down my face. I knew it was a final goodbye even as you said that we would perhaps meet up again someday.
It is not like I have been counting the days or anything. I have moved on and so have you. There are days when I don’t think even think of you. It is just that when I made an appointment with the hairdresser this morning for next Tuesday, that I remembered that it was your birthday on Tuesday. I knew then that no matter how hard I tried, I would never be able to forget this date. So I leaned over and told the hairdresser that it was your birthday and even as she stared at me, I told her that I hadn’t seen you for the past 6 years, 3 months and 21 days.
R
Dear M
Do you remember how you once told me that the greatest of love stories is a mere play of emotions? Do you remember that when I was clinging on to you as you packed your bags to leave, you told me that life runs in single lanes and that it is quite possible to live without the person you love the most? Do you remember that when you called up to say you were getting married, I told you that I had more loyalty to a hazy past than you would ever have and that I would love you forever? Or that no matter what you did, I would always love you this deeply?
Will you forgive me for taunting you for moving on? You see, it has taken a while and I hate to admit this but you were right. I have just finished burning all the letters you ever wrote to me and as I look at the black bits of soot on my hand, I know now that I am past this mere play of emotions and I wouldn’t even call our love the greatest of all love stories.
R
Dear V
Love does not come with guarantees of forever. It is at best vulnerable, clingy, needy and desperately in need of reassurances to fuel it and keep it going. You really have to get over what was a beautiful prelude to reality. Reality is the long term solution to dreams, you have to believe me on this. My bags are packed, the bridal dress waits in its gauzy paper. A solitary amethyst smiles to itself on my ring finger. It is a matter of hours and then I will disappear past the bend in the road. Please do not scan the roads for me. You see it doesn’t matter who passes by if you are a mere onlooker. It is not your journey anyway.
And yet as I write this, I hope you will pine away for me, I hope you will pen sonnets about the love we once had and I hope you disown reality and accept your dreams, broken as they are. I hope that you go one better and teach me that it is indeed possible to love someone…forever. I like the sound of the word, perhaps you could aim to make it a reality.
R
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hmm....
guess I am a little late here …. and you have already been showered with compliments … pls accept mine, too.
great read!
Scarlett
great read !
and looks like the party is over!
the one thing that strikes me is the lucidity .
the first letter seems very deliberate and pre-meditated therefore the lack of indentation in the letter is confusing.. deliberate letters are usually indented for effect
the second para could have had a “torrent of words” effect..
In the second story the word married adds to the whole effect as no matter how detached the writer sounds about the passing of the relationship he/she lets on about the expectations that were inherent … and the martyrdom that is associated with the passing of the relationship…
and the third letter sounds the progression where practicality sounds a requiem for romance and embraces the uncertainity of a new life while bidding adieu to the life of old .. in fact it almost sounds like the writer was writing to herself/himself 15 yrs ago
had fun reading this .. do write more !
nautanki IW
Sun ley, IW! See what Scarry is saying! Your nautanki-baji is known to everyone.
And Scarlett, I shall now reveal the reason why I will not analyse those letters - it is because of your ID - Scar-lett. It indicates that you have been scarred by letters.
Hence, I surmised that it would be wise to do tauba, and just stfu on this blog of yours
Scarlett Letters
Atraa Bhai and IW Bhai, will I ever be able to thank you enough for the generous amounts of comments on this blog?
Atraa, it must be so hard for you to resist the offers that IW has been making and I will forgive you for the fraility of the human spirit which wasnt all that much in your case…I mean you did try to not to encourage a certain person too much but sometimes things get in your hair eh?
IW, dear IW, now what do I say? Who began the unparlimentary references may I ask? Who has been getting certain DSSers all charged up about mundane things like haircuts? Who got awards and film offers and didnt share them with the family?
I forgive you…you are my brother and though you have clearly lost the plot and some hair, we shall wait for reason to return. Here is what we will do…you will now grow your hair now like a hermit.
For my part, I promise to post any unposted letters so as not to disturb your “Agns”t.
Enig and ano, thank you for your sane voices
Scarlett
Scary..
I am single. Mere Na Koi Aage, Na koi Peeche. Thats why U guys gang up against me & taunt me by calling me “nautanki”,”adharmi” & other de-moralizing names. “Grow your hair now like a hermit” you advise me; You are indirectly telling me to take sanyaas, go to the himaalayas & stay forever brahmachaari. I am going to heed Ur advise, afterall U are elder to me & you must have my welfare on your mind, else you wouldn’t have asked me to swallow this bitter pill of AaaJannm Brahmacharyaa
From now on,U will get only sane comments by sane married people on your blogs. I will take my insanity,my misery, my angs’t along with me & go far far away from your sane & happy world. Adios dear sister. Plz don’t fight with your twin while I am gone.
ditto
ditto@bilbo - lovely!
Ab aayi na baat bheje mey!
Ab aayi na baat bheje mey! Time laga, lekin theek hai.
See, ladki log ko jara pyaaaaar se handle karna padta hai - jara naazuk hoti hai, senti ho jaati hai.
Hence, I restrict myself to analysing non-emotional blogs (even though some weird characters claim that going to a hajaam is an emotional matter for them).;
Yeh emotion-baaji na, tum ladki log ko bola, waha tak theek hai - ladki log bholi hoti hai, isliye tumse dhoka kha jaati hai.
Lekin, apun tumko acchi tarah se pehchanta hai, shaaney! Apun ko maalum hai ki tumhara saara emotion tumhare wallet mey (ya to wallet jaha rakhtey ho, waha key paas-waley sharir key bhaag mey) concentrated hai.
Shame Shame Atraa
Shame Shame Atraa.. u have maligned beautiful post of poor Scarlett by using un-parliamentary language & references. I would appeal to the site-admin to strike off your poorly scripted comment from this blog space..
Meanwhile I will apologise to Scary on Ur behalf for your indecent words. Scary forgive him.. for sometimes it does happens with gifted people that,they do not know what they speak. Perhaps they are way ahead (or way behind) of the time that they live in.
sorry - no go
IW bhai, since i do not have a specific clearance from Scarlett to analyse this blog, I shall have to turn down your offer, no matter how lucrative it was.
Besides, I do not have any reason to believe that your offer was anywhere in the “lucrative” range - a chap who cannot give a tip for a good champi is guaranteed to be an unimaginable makkhichoos.
And you had an emotional connection with Agnes? yeda samjha hai kya?
Atraa Bhaai..
Atraa bhaai, seedha bol naa ki U specialize in Single Innocent Male Bachelor Analysis (SIMBA) only.Yeh ladki logo ka analysis tere buss ki baat nahi..I need to find someone whoz more seedha (straight) shrink than yu.. Tum yedaaa nahi tum tedhaa cheez hein..
Errrr people
and cross dressers, this is a family blog. So IW if you _have_ to make offers of any kind (and especially if you are doubling them), errrr, could you not do it on a clean, friendly, emotional blog?
Not that I am saying that Agnes deserved any less
Scarlett
Analysis
IW bhai, mai itna bhi kamina nahi hu!
What if these letters are actually genuine letters of some emotional significance to the author? This is not really just a story of a hajaamat that i can feel free to take apart, no?
How Dare U ?
How dare u say that there was no emotional connection between me & my lady hajaam ?? Tumhaara Khoon Khoon.. Meraa Khoon Paani ?? Tumhaaraa Pyaar, Pyaar ! Hamaara Pyaar Lafdaaa ??
Besides a Shrink has to be impartial & emotionally detached from all of his clients.. [ Hint : I am doubling my original offer ]
wah!
IW you must get the dialoguebaaz of the year award too
Would be nice to talk with you in plain “Bollywoodspeak”
kasam se post toe behterteen thi hi,
uspar yeh atraa iw scarlett ki gupshup… mashaa allah!
Bridal Dress???
How the hell can a bridal dress be a suit or a sherwani?? Bridal means its worn by a ‘bride’, right? Is this some kinky guy who is sitting with his bride’s dress, while the bride is searching for it high and low? (wow, nice pic, actually. what a lovely story this would make!)
Am i missing something here, or is the world really turning to cross-dressing in such a big way?
You know, I am seriously getting tempted to analyse this blog now, seeing all these incongruencies. God knows what skeletons may tumble out of this one…
Plz do Atraa
Don’t just do lip service Atraa bhaai. Its time U flexed Ur Fruedian muscle again.. I will pay yu handsomely (in Cash, or any other ways that U wish) if you can come up with a detailed analysis for this post aswell. Nandri Vannakam..
hey Scarlett…loved the
hey Scarlett…loved the flow of the three letters as they went on….being the most nostalgic in the end, where R says that she likes the sound of the word ‘forever’…the whole narration was so beautiful in its simplicty…but this realization for me came only when I had read the last sentence…
loved these lines…..
“……as you packed your bags to leave, you told me that life runs in single lanes and that it is quite possible to live without the person you love the most…”
and these….
“….. solitary amethyst smiles to itself on my ring finger. It is a matter of hours and then I will disappear past the bend in the road…”
it’s interesting how u’ve brought out the emotions in all the three pieces….echoing the same sentiment throughout….that although R has moved on, in a way a part of her is still there…frozen in her past…lingering onto something so dear, and inseparable…it’s such a true reflection of our presents…so deeply enmeshed in the memories of our past…
enig
You asked for it
my dear ghati bro!!! I would have been very loyal to you but considering you have forgotten your family and the twins, I have to battle on to bring you back on path…
S
Less is more
with emotions Asuph
I am keeping the promises and so far they have served me well. Now perhaps you could sort out the affairs of this dysfunctional family and ask IW to read the lines instead of peering between the lines all the time
S
Attention to detail
is always good IW but then the term bridal dress could refer to a suit or a sherwani. Guys have a ring finger too my dear bro!!!
I like how you are bent on proving R is a girl ;-P
Scarlett
Chor Chor..
Isko Bolte Hein, “Chori Toh Chori.. Uspey Seena Zori..” , subeh subeh mein hee milaa tereko shendi lagaane ko ??
are you kidding maria?
No! This doesn’t get any 2006 award. That’s IW’s and IW’s alone. And what standards going up. You’re insulting IW. He’s setup very high standards. Stop making fun of my new hero.
Anyways! scary, this is (predictably) well written. I think the fact that it ends so soon gives it that something extra. This is probably the kind of writing you could do in your sleep. Beautiful wording of sentiments – that’s your forte… And I’m glad you’re keeping the promise that you made to yourself. But why am I longing for more?
cheers,
asuph.
Scarlett says
Thanks Billy, Atra, Vivek,Resh, Pradz for all your lovely comments. They are much appreciated
IW, a person in love (And when did I say it was a girl) writes lovely heartfelt letters to the special people in his/her life and you call them a serial blackmailer? How could you my dear bro? Is this what the dys family taught you? Is this what you learnt after endless SB sessions and soap operas that the family is famous for?
Maria, thank you for your as always lovely words. I wish though that our sweetest songs were not the ones that spoke of our saddest thoughts like Shelley said. Well, thank heavens they are not, most of the times.
Pssst Maria, I think IW is holding on tightly to his hair raising experiences regards the best blog of 2006
Maybe those letters should be posted hey?
S
Drag Queens Jamboree @ DSS
>> (And when did I say it was a girl)
Scary Taai,
Did somebody told U that IW Alibaug se aaayaa karke ? If the character of “R” is not a gurl.. then what do the follwing lines mean ??
“My bags are packed, the bridal dress waits in its gauzy paper. A solitary amethyst smiles to itself on my ring finger”
Seems like this “R” of Urs, is a cross dresser too (just like Agni, that dear friend of Atraa)
for Scarlett and IW
” You see it doesn’t matter who passes by if you are a mere onlooker. It is not your journey anyway.”
Hey R, Scarlett aka the gifted writer,
As always, beautiful lines(in this case, melancholic)..still beautiful!
Speaking of journeys…someone recently told me..that there are many people who ‘take short trips’ with us..and then there are those very few who “make the journey” with us in life…kind of knew it, but was reinforcing..
I envy people..who can silently love, keep letters…without mailing them etc. For people like me, expressions of love have to be glaring, loud and jarring…we can’t keep it to ourselves, without directly telling the object(s) of our passions/affections…think we
will explode!
Maria
IW,
I guess-you have to share the ‘best DSS blog of 2006’ award with Scarlett:-) Looks like the standards are going up again!
M
Maria - Therez a chinna problem..
>> you have to share the ‘best DSS blog of 2006’ award with Scarlett:-)
I have no qualms in sharing the award with my deserving sister Scarlett. Alas, this decision doesn’t rest in my hands alone now. I will have to check with my Ardhaangi (my better & more good looking half). I hope U understand my plight. I am now torn between the love for my dysfunctional family.. & the love for my “soon to be” family. Scary will have to wait a little longer before she lays her hands on the trophy
of love, won and lost of
of love, won and lost
of letters written and never posted
Nonetheless beautiful
the love and letters, both.
I liked this piece…
too good
hai ji! how experiance matures a person nai?
Serial Blackmailer..
Everybody knows U are a good writer, So I won’t comment on Ur writing style etc, I would rather comment on Ur character
I mean not Ur chaal-chalan, by character I mean this “R”.. she seems like a serial emotional blackmailer..(she does sounds a lot like me, clingy & confused to boot)
Lovely
Very well written!
Awesome
beautiful
incredible
just loved each word of it!
Please do not scan the
Please do not scan the roads for me. You see it doesn’t matter who passes by if you are a mere onlooker.
loved, loved, loved this.
How do you do this , each time , every time. String words with an emotion that makes a tangible whole.