Dilemmas of today

Dear Ex ,                 How are you? I hope all is fine. It has been many years that we last met. A lot has changed but I'm still the same. Only time has changed and you have changed. I'm still the same like I was earlier. Just I can't love anyone anymore, otherwise all is the same.     Those paths where we used to walk, hand-in-hand talking incessantly. Those golden sunset by the beaches with you by my side, those frequent visits to the pani-puri stalls...and endless memories. All are the same...though not you.    Remember? The thornless rose that you gave me... even today that withered flower is yet safe in my diary. That last letter you wrote to me, in which you promised that you will never leave me is still locked up in my cupboard, which I never try to find because I know, if I read, I'll definitely cry.    Don't worry, I don't weep in your memories...

(This is a letter to all the shy, introvert singles out there who find it difficult to express their feelings to their loved ones.) Dear friend,                    It's been a long time since I last wrote to you. I have been busy a lot with work, finally found some time. When we last met, you told me about your woes that you face while talking to the girl you love. I told you it's not that hard, ''Just do it," I said.    Dude, 'Its fine.' It's fine that you don't know how to start a conversation, it's fine that you find it hard to talk to a stranger, it's fine that you can't ask a girl out. 'Its fine'.    I know it's easy for you to express yourself on text messages rather than in person. It's not strange. Even I feel the same.    Don't think you don't have a soulmate just because no one calls you-baby, jaanu,ectera. Some one soon will.    Don't thin...

Dear Dad,         I choose my words carefully when I talk to you, with Mom I can talk for hours, maybe it's ought to be that sons are closer to their mom and daughters to their father. Whenever as a child I wanted anything from you, I always told Mom to tell you, not because I was afraid but I was more in awe and respect. I love the way you appreciate me, boast of my achievements when you talk to the relatives assuming I'm not present. You are a role model to me, your conduct is inspirational. It pains me today that a man who once used to carry me on his shoulders to school is ill. If I was a child today I would have said "Superman never becomes sick".It's difficult to convey my love to you but all I have is words and I've tried it through a poem. Hope you like it. I remember when you gifted me a bicycle and taught me how to ride, then you removed the learning wheels and left me by myself and I cried. And you said 'You must learn.' I remember ...