To the person who leaves,
You may go, dear. I will not hold you back. I will let you go, I will let you fly. I will make sweets and pack those in your box. I will cook fish on the day you decide to leave. In Bengali traditions, fish is auspicious. Fish will make your journey peaceful. I will ask goddess Durga to keep you safe, but will never ask you to stay. I will never say, “Don’t leave me.” If one stops a person who leaves, it gives dreadful results. So, I won’t stop you. It is truly the time to say ‘goodbye.’
I will keep you in my thoughts, in my memories and mementos. You might lose yourself in another city, in another place, in another woman. I might still love you the way I had loved for the first time.
The girl you decided to leave.
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Dear bad boy,
None can describe you; you are beyond words.
None can bless you; you are beyond blessings.
None can fight with you; you are beyond war.
None can win you; you are beyond defeat!
You don’t let anyone touch your soul. You are like an oozing river, carrying so many stones inside; those stones of indifference, lost love, hatred, loneliness, withdrawal and betrayal don’t let you settle.
I know you. I know that you want to carry a bird’s nest on your head. Your eyes cry of love, not dusts. Your heart is broken and beyond repair. Your home is broken long ago. Still, you crave for motherly touch, a lovely land, a homemade meal and a shelter when the sky is really overcast. You crave for a home, a sweetheart to return to at the end of the day. The reality is very cruel. Here, a bad boy has to be bad in every sense. Our society will always tear of the flower inside you and make you a cactus.
So, I have a request. Please carry the flowery heart always. Never let people fully know you; let them judge you from distance. And you carry on being the fresh raindrop of early monsoon!
Someone still sees good in you!