Remember the last time you wrote a letter to a friend, family or a stranger? You’d ask why write a letter when you can stay in touch through social networking sites or phone. Also, who has the time or the patience.
I wrote a letter to a friend few days back, with no specific agenda, with nothing to say yet when I started writing, there was so much to write, so much to say. That’s the magic of handwritten letters. When you’re writing, you’re pouring your heart out, without thinking too much. You’re giving them all your attention unlike apps like Whatsapp where you’re talking to multiple people or social networking sites where multiple people and multiple
things distract you. A letter ensures the words are flowing directly from the heart, without much interference from the mind.
In today’s world while we are running around, connecting to zillions of people; it’s important to pause and focus. That’s where writing a letter helps. Even if you’re writing to yourself, you’re disconnecting from everything else and just giving all the attention to yourself. I feel we are forgetting the art of focusing one one thing at a time, we want to multitask all the time, our brain overworking all the time. We want to always win in the race, we want to do 100 things at one time instead of doing one thing a 100 times.
But every time we write a letter, we a giving our brain some rest time, we are relieving it of stress and we are giving our undivided attention to a person. So, pick up a pen and a paper and write. There is nothing wrong or right when you’re writing a letter. At times, it’s plain
gibberish or random thoughts put on a paper. It’s a timeless way to tell someone how much they matter, how much you care, how important they are- for you’ve put aside everything to write to them. Remember how our older generations used to write to each other, and wait patiently for the letter to reach the recipient. Letters may not bring instant gratification but they can warm a heart, they can spread happiness like no electronic communication can. Letters are a small part of you travelling via words to a person. And if you think you’ve nobody to write to, reach out and write to a stranger. You’d be surprised to know how few words can matter so much to someone.
And in case you’re getting a handwritten letter from someone, please VALUE it. I cannot say it enough that very few people would take out time and write in the current times. Even if you cannot write back, tell the person how much the letter matters. That’s the least you can do. And preserve it, for one day when you’re feeling low, this letter would do wonders. For this letter is a small reminder how much you mean to someone. For this letter is a beautiful memory of someone who treasures you.
Let me know your thoughts on Handwritten letters!
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From a perfect education to a perfect life, we crave for everything perfect in between. A perfect friendship, love story, career, marriage, children, people.
What we forget is- Imperfections make us unique. There is no thing called perfection, it’s just a standard we’ve created around us. Perfection is in our mind. For a minute, instead of thinking “Shit, I was only 98% perfect, missed the spot by 2%. Try thinking Wow, I was just 2% imperfect”. See how just 1 word changes the whole notion.
Let’s accept our imperfections, and the imperfections of our relationships. It’ll just make us happier and content. And hey, happier people are just P.E.R.F.E.C.T 😉
I am 24 years old. Right from the time I came into this world until now, my Dad has been my ultimate soldier. The relationship between a father and a daughter is such that he always wants to protect you from the world, and to keep you safe in his kingdom. Whenever I felt unsafe or scared, he was always there to hold my hand and tell me – It will be ok, I promise.
In today’s time, when everyone wants to take advantage of the weaker sex; there are people who prove you wrong. There are people who make you believe in the soldiers who protect women, who respect them and who stand up for them.
There have been many other people who’ve acted as my soldiers. In this blogpost, I’ll narrate an incident about a friend who showed respect towards a prostitute. He was driving through the dark streets while it rained heavily. The lights were dim and the road was not clearly visible. A girl clad in a saree was standing in the middle of the road and he stopped to ask if she needed help. Without uttering a word, the girl sat inside the car and asked him to take her to a hotel. He couldn’t understand why she wanted to go to a hotel instead of going home, but he continued. Suddenly, she started telling him how she still has to earn her money for the day and she has been waiting for too long for a customer. This left him more confused. On the way, he started asking her questions about her life.
He found out that she was a prostitute and was a little surprised. Since he was hungry, he took her to a nearby dhaba. They had dinner and she started telling him about her clients. Those who didn’t respect her but only wanted her body. He felt sad inside but was surprised at the enthusiasm of the girl. He asked her about where she lived and turned the car towards that side. She insisted on taking her to the hotel so she could earn her daily wages, since she had a family to support. He took her to her home instead, and handed her the money. She refused but he said this is the money for your honesty and for your daring attitude. And he left!
This story has left a huge impact on me, ever since I heard it. Such things make me believe that there is a soldier for each one out there. These soldiers just need to wake up and fight the world. These soldiers just need to be reminded about their duty.
I’ve been lucky to encounter soldiers in friends who’ve protected me over the years. The ones who’ve messaged me to ask if I reached home safely, the ones who’ve supported me emotionally when a friend ditched, the ones who’ve respected me when I asked for my space, the ones who’ve supported me in my decisions and the ones who’ve never left me alone even when I was rude to them. A salute to all those people who make me believe that Life is beautiful. That Life is worth the struggle. That Life is worth living.
Does this question come to your mind?
We grow up. We have crushes. We fall in love. And we get married- to the person we were in love or to someone our family chose for us. At the end we are happy, with someone we will spend the rest of our life; someone we call as our “ideal” Life partner.
But this word “Marriage” arises a very big question in my mind. Is it the end? Should it be the end? To all the past feelings?
I mean to ask- After marriage, should a person complete forget/erase the people from their past? What do they do when the people from past memories haunt them? Do they panic? Do they seek help from their partners? Will their partners question them/or their commitment?
An “IDEAL” Life partner wouldn’t just be one who cares, who loves, who listens, who pampers, who protects but someone who gives you the power to fight, someone who fights for you, someone who is ready to wait for the real YOU, someone who questions anyone who questions you and someone who holds your hand when your past memories haunt you, someone who is just right and much more.
Thinking of all that, one big question arises. Admist the big bad world, does this term “Ideal partner” exist or is it non-existent like Mayans?
An open ended question, to which I have no answers to!
“Some friendships are special enough that intentional distances hurt for a long long time”
Have you ever felt like a friend suddenly tries to maintain an intentional distance? I know all of us have lost friendships with time; wherein we or the other person has not been able to keep in touch, where in the distances came unintentionally. But what would u say to friendships where one of the friends consciously maintains a distance?
What do you do when you know that those friends are people you can always count upon. When you know those are the people who’d be the first ones to help you if you’re in a problem. When you know the conversations, however silly they may be, were enjoyed by both people. When you know there has never been misunderstandings or arguments. But still the friends move away, leaving you completely baffled without mentioning any reasons.
And when such things happen, it’s the friendship that suffers but it’s the people who suffer the most. The one who moves away consciously may or may not feel it much, but the other person who is just left wondering about the reasons literally breaks down thinking about what went wrong. There are times when people who’ve been left alone even think it was all their mistake but still they never reach the core problem. And the worst happens when the person doesn’t solve the maze of your mind, is unable to answer your questions. It happens once, the mind understands; but when it happens more than that, with almost similar situations; it’s baffling. It’s depressing, it’s irritating and it definitely takes away the peace of mind.
Such things happen, yet life moves on. With a hint of sadness within, only to wish those distances wear off!!
Whatever you do is for a reason though we may or may not understand. At times, we abuse you because things don’t happen our way. Other times, we thank you because you’ve given us much more than we expected or deserved. Though we abuse much more than the thanking, all because we don’t realize our patience is being tested or we’re not seeing the bigger picture of life.
I have done the same, not once, but numerous times. There have been times I’ve lost faith too, and totally got disconnected from you. But faith has returned & you’ve tried to give me the best, even if it looked bad to me. Today, I totally understand what you mean when you say- Have faith, have patience & trust me. There have been times you tested my faith & tempted me, only to see how much I trusted you.
Also, it’s said that you punish those who hurt us & do wrong. But Dear God, I just have one request. Donot hurt them who’ve hurt me, for they were once special & dear to me. For they made me happy, even if it was for a moment. For they’ve left me with a valuable lesson of life.
I thank you for whatever you’ve given me, for whatever you’ve taken from me. For you, know the best.
Yours sincere child,
P.S- I really wanted to express these emotions & it feels good. I am sure my words reach out to you.