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Letter For Mum@Thursday, December 20, 2007

She sat down in her room, took a pen and a letter pad, she began to write a letter..

Dearest Ma,

How have you been? Have you made some new friends? If I have to say that I am fine too, I guess you would know that I am lying through my teeth. Ma there has been a lot of things happening in my life. If you were right beside me, you know very well I would have cried to you how people have bullied me, insulted me, look down on me. I would have spilled my problems about work.

I remembered the times you held my little fingers and taught me how to walk, you sang to me and taught me to listen to songs, you told me stories and taught me how to read. But you left me half way and didn’t teach me how to cope with life. Now I am stranded alone in this phase of life not knowing what to do. You taught me many things, you spoke to me about many things but you never told me what is my talent or what am I talented in. I am really slow in understanding things. Is it my mistake for being slow or is it your mistake for giving birth to a daughter who is slow or should I blame the one who created me for being slow?

Ma, I realised myself that I am not as smart as those around me, I wish I could but I can’t. Please hold on to my hand and bring me along this struggle I am going through. No matter what happen in life as long as we have our parents by our side we can always go through even the worse disaster. I am afraid that the emotions I am going might put me to mental torture which can lead to physical torture too. If you can’t help me, the least you could do is bring me along with you.

When you were around I could just ask whatever I wanted, now I am afraid to ask cause maybe I am asking too much. All I ask is just help me ma, or bring me with you. I am really lost within myself. Help me find myself. Hope and Wish to hear from you soon. I shall pen-off here.

Your Loving Daughter

Durga

*She knew very well that this letter can never be sent unless heaven send angels to bring cause postmans are not working there.

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