“ I didn’t welcome it unexpectedly….made a plan from past few days . I thought I am responsible only to you, for my act of this.
Life gave me bitterest experiences...ok ! I don’t say all are happy…but my creator’s script for my life, was a bit odd. I think he will be feeling guilty for his mistake…anyways no worries Mr.Aakash,I’ll be fine by this time.
So what else,How is Deeksha???...Can you please enquire???..and what about ‘My enemy teaters’..Are they all fine??...If not ill pray for their well being…Keerthi will realize her mistake definitely for not accepting you....Moreover doesn’t she know ,that no one else can love her more ,than you? Don’t worry my friend.
Please do visit eastern complex once a month…as we used to, from past few years…the silly jokes we cracked during exam preparations….the curses we gifted to Exam convener during our nightouts….the cycle and the bike rides we had all over Hyderabad….The criticizing of panipuri bhayya, during his ‘ragada’ making...the stories I used to say to you ,while you emphasised on ‘actress’ pic on a magazine…I miss everything!!!
I didn’t even get to understand the meaning of ’achieving dreams’ concept in my life..what do you say?...ofcourse you know all my dreams. This is not my mistake..but my inferiority complex Is not letting me take a better decision than this one..Akash..hope that’s the only thing you failed to change in me. That’s my mistake infact.
I have seen People go away unnoticing me..I have withstood the filthy language used by some people to address me…I’ve seen people laughing at my representation of many days and nights of hardwork I did. Sometimes, we can’t blame the God. He is always busy writing the fates of people..unlucky people like me meet with the chance of getting fate written..when He is in an annoyed mood.
Fi…..nnn…a..llyy dude I guess ,already it has reached my nerves and its resisting me from writing..i guess fate is not permitting me to fulfill any task I desire for, even at this time.
…Akash..if someone still treats me as a co-being ,its you..only!!..please tear this paper after you read..otherwise this may turn into a comedy note for others who read it.
I’ll miss you forever….mate….of my all good and bad times….Good bye!!
- Vivek Gandhi
(unlucky)
Tears ran down my cheeks after I completed this letter. I didn’t knew whom should I hug and cry. I imagined the pain he underwent while writing that letter. For the first time in my life,i felt like killing God, if he had been in front of me.
Vivek laid there on the muddy floor in his house…his mouth had clotted blood stains and whole body turned blue. His eyes looked at me..still saying ‘you are everything for me’. I fell down there hugging him tightly and bemoaning at that night hour. The single room of his had nothing except some old books of him.
Every weep of mine disappeared into the melancholy atmosphere that existed there. People like him should be hanged to death. Being innocent is their crime. Yes I mean it..!!!!
I found a small diary near the rack . I bent forward to grab it.
‘Myself’ it was written on that. I kept it with me. The last memory my ‘only best friend’, from past 15 years had left for me in this world. He is now ‘no more’.
That’s why “I HATE INNOCENCE”……….so iam going to write in vivek’s perspective as a novel,what all he had written in his diary. This should be a lesson to everyone who try,act or be ‘innocent’ which is a sin in the present day f******ng society.
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i Hate Innocence
Now thats a good start writer.....
thyanks rika :D