My unsent letter today is for a dear friend, with whom I came in touch on the Internet.This was not posted as I did not know her postal address.It is lying with me. I dont know whether it will be posted or not. This post is prompted by write tribe,unsent letters# 3
My dear Alef,
To day I am in a reminiscent mood. I remember the day when we played Scrabble on face book.I was charmed by your name. I just asked you in the chat column whether you were from India. The chat which started with this insignificant introduction turned into friendship.This was almost two years back. I also remember that your Mom had passed away some days back and you were very upset. I felt very sad for you. There was not a single day when we did not chat. You remember,we played 10 or 12 Scrabble games every day. You told me about my moves. I learnt to play the game more efficiently. Scrabble was just an excuse.We chatted all the time. We became very close and knew about each others family. We knew what was being cooked for lunch and dinner. we shared several recipes.
Those days I was in the process of writing my book. I used to discuss about the incidents, I was writing in the book. We used to speak on the Skype. Your children became friendly with me. AQ and Za used to recite the poems they learnt in school. We shared our family problems. In fact we spoke to each other about every thing on earth. If you were not 'on line' even for a day ,I felt restless and uneasy. Do you remember when I started writing blogs, you were the only one to comment.
After you shifted to India, for a few days there was no contact with you,Your telephone number also changed I was relieved when I spoke to you after a long gap of about ten days. Now the Scrabble has also changed. The old one..... I miss it very much. This is more formal and we are unable to talk as we used to. I miss you on line and also Scrabble of olden days.I wonder when those good old days will come back.
We have never met. I hope that one day we will meet.When will it be,Alef?