A Letter to let her...

To

The letter

Post box

Date: today

Dear letter,

Everyone writes you. A few long for you to arrive. But, none writes to you!

I am glad to meet you in this postbox where messages meet and share the secrets, joy and gloom equally. It seems as if it is a carnival of emotions. Each letter has its own emotion to communicate: the excitement of the birth of first child, a young man’s romance in his Love Letter, a letter replete with the sadness of demise of a valiant soldier …

The reason, I write to you today, is to leave this letter with you. She is very innocent. She has not seen the real world out there. She feels lonely and abandoned since the e-mails have pervaded the world. She feels as if it is the end of her world…

I want you to let her communicate the way you do. Let her feel the emotions of writing, reading and most importantly, of being a letter!

Let her know that this post box homes both good news as well as the not so good ones. Letters convey myriad emotions-- acceptance, rejection; love, hate; joy, sadness…

Teach her how to relish when the postman thumps the seal on her. Let her dream about the gusto of getting her first stamp. Let her understand the absolute bliss of communicating through the letters.

Before the postman arrives, let her know what this life thing is anyways!

Let her…….let her…..for she is a letter!

Yours verbally,

The words of this letter

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  A letter from the Lord

To

Homo sapiens

Earth, Solar System

Date: Today

Place: Lord Krishna’s office, Heaven

Dear Humans,

I have been following all your arguments on Evolution and Creationism, rather heated debates at times. I am writing to you on behalf of all the gads (I prefer gads over gods) not to defend the idea of creationism, but to question the evolution of the creators itself. The old man, Charles Darwin, and many other people like him, have proposed the idea of evolution so as to explain the vast diversity of life forms. I kind of like the idea as they explain by reasoning and experimentation rather than just blind faith in something.

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Considering this scenario on the earth, I always wondered why the hell we, the Gads, look the same since the time we were created. The world is changing with time; even the tiny micro-organisms are evolving mechanisms which are good for them. I mean-what is wrong with you?

You never changed the way we look neither in photograph nor in Photoshop. So I am putting down a few wishes that we, as the Gads you created, long for.

We always wanted to get funky looks, wear branded clothes, and be called by a cool name like Krish. At least an electric guitar which could help me hack a few girls’ hearts. Let me tell you, it is not all that vibrant here in heaven as you have described. You have attributed to me success with many girls. But, it is a completely different situation here. Sex ratio is quite skewed in heaven. Blame the sex identification techniques of the corrupt doctors who do not seem to spare even the Gads.

                                       

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You might ask why I would need all these.

C’mon. I am not asking you to give me money or build a fancy air-conditioned temple with swimming pools and all those luxuries. I am just asking you to update the way we look at least in photographs so that I would upload those narcissistic photos in my Facebook page.

Hoping for a crazy change,

Yours Gadly

Lord Krish

“Gad must be crazy.”

PS: This is just a piece of fiction. It is not meant to hurt theist’s feelings about the Gad(s), but FYI, I am an atheist.