He opened the envelope to read the letter in
it. It was written in most beautiful handwriting he had ever seen. The sweet scent
of ink on the paper was still there. The letter looked as if it was penned now.
“Dear Ian,
It has been tough for me to write this to you.
As I write, I am not sure what words to use or how
do I put the meaning into these sentences. You don’t know how scared I am while
writing this. Ok, let’s do this.
You said that you wanted to marry
me that day. I didn’t respond and just ran away. I can understand your
feelings. The thing is that I have never been in such kind of situation. Actually
I wanted tell ‘yes’. But I was numb and I couldn’t tell you my feeling. I
regret that. I should have told you.
I have never thought my love for you would grow so deeper. My life would
be void and colourless without you. You have become my drug without which I can’t
leave. I don’t know what I would be without you.
I want to share my happiness, sorrow, secrets…every possible things with
you. In other words, I want to share rest of my life with you. I have never
been sure about anything except you. I cannot see myself with anyone apart from
you. I would rather remain unmarried rest of life than be with someone else.
I wanted to tell you something that I have kept for so long in my
heart-I love you.
Love,
Saniya(Jenny)”
He was bewildered about what he had read.
Everything became so clear-why she hated him calling her ‘jenny’ and why she
was annoyed with whatever he did. She never loved him. The letter was like a
shock to him. He stood still and didn’t move an inch. Why did she not tell him
before marriage? He would have moved away from her life if he knew that she was
in love with someone else. But one thing remained unclear in his mind-the
letter was not posted and that meant, she had not told this guy about her
feelings
(To be continued)
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