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Aquib Anis

Drama Tragedy Fantasy


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Aquib Anis

Drama Tragedy Fantasy


A Letter

A Letter

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Today is 1st January 2020. The whole city is decorated and everyone is out on the streets. 

But I am having a nervous breakdown. I am not able to move. I don't know what to do or whom to call. I try to overcome the pain by pressing my head against the pillow. More than the sound of my mind, the sound of the firecrackers are troubling me. 

I migrated to a cosmopolitan city in search of work a few years ago. I left my friends, the family behind and now I am living alone. Do I really want to do it? No. But I had no other option. 

Every evening I stroll to the downtown area. It's filled with people, mostly couples. Everyone is busy admiring either the architecture of the buildings or the lightning in the shops. But they hardly have any clue that I am observing them, far too closely. I am so focused on them that I can even make out what they are murmuring to each other. 

Am I lost in the glittery of this city? 

I have to go to a big city if I want to do something in life? isn't that's what I told my love when I left home. I remember her moist eyes when she came to drop me at the railway station. 

There is a hell of a lot of people who migrate in search of work. Every day, around 10,000 people from different parts of the country arrive in this city which is also known as the financial capital of the country. The city has given to everyone and it will not disappoint you too. Your time will come. The mind tells me. This explanation calms for some moment.

I cannot sleep at night without thinking about my love. Will I be able to earn enough money to please her father? or her father will get her married to some random guy. I try to close my eyes. I could feel her. I could hear her breath. I could see the movement of her lips. she is trying to say something to me but I am unable to make out the words. I try to focus. My daily exercise ( reading other's lips downtown ) is going to help me today. She comes into my dreams and murmur something and then she vanishes. I won't let her vanish this time. I try to observe closely. 

Please Forget me! The more you love me, the more you are going to get hurt. I finally made out the words and suddenly, I woke up. I wasn't feeling well. I rushed to fetch a glass of water. I was having a nervous breakdown. I pressed my head against the pillow and tried to calm down. I lay like that for an hour. Finally, I had some peace.

Suddenly, my eyes met a letter lying in the corner of the room. I opened it. 

"I am getting married on 1st January. Please forget me!. The more you love me, the more you are going to get hurt" was written on it. It is dated 1st January 2020. Then I saw the calendar. 

Today is 1st January 2022.



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