Vansh’s POV
Slowly scrolling through the letters
Letters which remind me of my existence
What I was,what I am
Everything just revolves around these letters
We were not rich by then
But we had the richness of love
And here comes the first,,,
Dear Vansh bhai…..
Ishani and Sia,both used to write a common letter,but it was like every line, I could clearly differentiate when which princess of mine is speaking,
Angre,his letters were no less than official declarations, Dadi…
She was always complaining of her old age issues,and that I should reach early.
But the letters which make my eyes moist to the verge of tears flowing,
Maa…
I can feel her dupatta as a veil in which I am hiding and reading her words,her words as dipped in the aroma of rose water, honey pouring out of them ,filling my soul..
Ma I will get obese…
Would she listen to me?
No. These are the letters of past,that they all used to write me,now there are no more letters,but with every coming year I scroll to every past year by these …
Riddhima,this letter on the pink shaded paper.My first wife ,and undoubtedly my first and last love.
These letters,are ,from the time when I had not moved on with Ragini,
Her words…
“Thankyou for filling my every crevice with love”
Can I wish on new year that my past some years ,from the time of these letters,can they be gained back?
And I just roll up them back because i dont want my tears to mess up any letter.
7 Comments
Mmmmmm … It was so so beautiful….Each nd every thing penned down so beautifully….u always give ur heart nd soul into writing….loveee uuu nd urrr stories
Amazing episode dear💕💕💕💕
Beautiful ❤️
😭😭❤️❤️❤️
So lovely
Amazing 🤩
So emotional 🥺
It’s amazing d 😍