A Letter To "My Fear"

Hey Homie!!

How are you? I hope you are doing great, as I can feel your satisfaction. Congratulations! We both are near completing one more year together. Let's talk about some good times we spent together. I am grateful to you for looking after me for so many years. You save me from driving my life recklessly in the false notion of being fearless. Come on!! Don't laugh. I know your devil smile of "I told you so." 

I hope you will also acknowledge the things I have done for you. I fed you my dreams; I Sacrificed my ideas to save you. I nurtured you, made you strong, and most importantly, trusted you blindly that allowed you to drive my life. I will not lie. Sometimes you make good decisions. But I will also confess that I have to pay heavy duties like self-esteem, self-confidence, and, most importantly, my creativity in the way to protect you.

Now, we both are in our thirties and mature enough. Dude! We have to have a serious talk now.

Over the years, I knew we both were in an immortal relationship. But now, I don't want to be the silent partner in this relationship. I have tolerated enough tantrums of yours over the years, and now it's enough. I want to explore new relations with my dreams and ideas. I want to feel brave. I want to feel confident and want to feel the pain of failure.

Making new relations doesn't mean I want a breakup with you. You can stay within my changed habitat with my terms. I want a change and want you to be my catalyst of change. From now on, you are welcome to be a non-so dominant advisor in my life and remember now I know all your boring old tricks, so don't dare to play with me again. If you are ok with these terms, you are welcome to stay in my home.

I am hoping to see you not so soon.

Be a sport, not a buzz killer.

Love

Kanchan Singh