The Fall and Rise pattern.
I write to my Dad. I’m not even sure if he ever read my letters till the end but I still write to him about few experiences I strongly feel for. I broke the news about my relationship through a letter and that’s probably the only time he replied through SMS. His response was - ‘OK’. I literally squeaked while in a meeting. So I wrote to him again, this time, the letter was wet with tears. There were tears, a lot of tears are involved if I’m writing to my Dad, heart-full and eyes-full! I wrote ‘I am going not for ambition or money, but to work on myself and fight these demons inside me’. It wasn't easy at all. This decision. This transition. This ‘huge’ Change. I am not a person willing to accept a lot of changes. I love the comfort that my country provides. I needed that in my life. I like those loud noises in the night, they literally put me to sleep. I like those childish giggles I hear, those speakers roaring with Bollywood music somewhere far, 12AM birthday wishes nois...