INDIAN WRINES

Mother: A Saviour Even After Death Ashutosh, a 20-year-old, lived in Delhi, India. His mother was a businesswoman. She was falsely accused under the section 420, which led to a heart attack when she got the orders. Unfortunately, she died. It was a coincident or what to say but she died at 4:20 in evening. Ashutosh was obviously depressed about his mother’s death, he hated this hour of the day, 4:20. People were back bitching about his mother’s death timing. “How can she die exactly at 4:20, for sure she did something wrong and it is a sign from the god”, said a lady to her friend. Ashutosh ignored all of this. He trusted her mother. But Ashutosh lost his vision of life after his mother’s death. He shifted to Mumbai with his dad. A 20-year-old boy, the year when you decide your career, he lost his vision of life. He had no aims in life. It wasn’t him, but the days were running his life. He had no one to talk too. It wasn’t like people hated him, but who wants to

Dear   5   year   old   me ,                                   I know you must  be clueless to my existence. You have no idea of who I am but I know you well enough. More than anyone else. Anyway, I know you would never understand the things that I'm going to pen down in this letter. You're too young to do so & that's what makes me feel jealous of you. I've lived you & what makes me sad is that the privilege that you still must be having, I don't have it anymore. As I said, you won't understand many things that I'm writing here. But still, I just want to let all this out. Else, I'll die of suffocation. You don't understand everything & that's the best part. ❤ You don't understand the intentions of people when they befriend you & that is why you have so many friends. You don't think too much, so unlike me I have forgotten, forgotten to live in the moment,