《A talk with Myself》💔Missing The Goners 💔 The sister duo
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I.....
Are you proud of me? Am I a good girl? Do you love me? I know you're no more but....
I can't help missing you alot.
I really wish you were here
both of you
I know you live in me Grander and Mausi. you're sisters, and incase if you're reading this letter which aint gonna happen in any way
grander is what i used to call my dadi cause it used to be so hard to call grandmother
and mausi? she is my grander sis, whom i call mausi cause my dad calls her that.
I hate the day you went away grander.
That too, 1st of april, April fools day
The one truth that was told to me and I wanted it to be a lie
I am so very very sorry that i couldnt help you at all. I can never forgive myself
You wanted to hear my voice thats all
And for me it was a task to send you a voice mssg. I used to hate that. Even though i was aware that you're in hospital but i-
never thought you'll leave me ever. My voice.... it could have given you peace of mind
I wish i could have met you and seen you one last time
My eyes are blurred from crying rn....
But i love and miss you desperately
I really really do
but hey no worries about your son
I am his mother now. I'll take care of him! as for your elder.... he is still unmarried
I.... wish i could hug you.... I really really do...
We donate stuff on your death anniversarry
And.. well we distribute your favorite ice cream too. Vanilla!!!!!
i remember you as thin woman. Weak and dark skinned. You always saved me from dad and scolded him. I use to come to lucknow only and only to meet you.
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But now you're gone.....
Could I not get a glimpse? Of my fav person?
Have I been a bad daughter? I try my best to rise up to my father's expectations but its always so hard...
I wish you were here.
but hey? Your sister? mausi? she took care of me.
She looked alot like you, or how I remembered you were. And she was a chatterbox too.
Oh hey... i forgot... you must not be aware how and what kind of girl i am now? right?
you missed meeting my little brother too....
I like to think you living inside me as a part of me..
I talk without thinking, pulling my family's leg in public and literally anywhere else too. I dont think about anything when i scold someone in public
And I wont let those traits in me die
They're inherit from you. And I wont let them die. Though they can be a pain sometimes. My brother looks exactly like how i was. There is no difference between him and me when i was his age,
NO DIFFERENCE AT ALL!!
I Hope wherever you are, you're happy. You'll forever live inside my heart. Forever.
Dear Mausi
guess who finally cried for your death after a year? ME ofc. I am some weirdo in that. Crying for my grander death after more than 4 years when she died, and your one year later. Though i didnt cry much rn...
I miss you and love you
And im sorry, i should have called u when I felt uneasy
No one told me when u died. Cause of exams
And I know u didn't want me to know too.
But hey
Thanks for coming to visit me and taking me to water parks, fighting for me against my dad when he annoys me. Talking non stop with me, laughing with me, smiling with me, sharing all those memories with me
And making sure
That I don't miss grander
U sure were a reporter weren't u?
I really don't have much to say rn...
I don't know how's ur family doing too.
We all are doing fine though
We miss you
Love
Your another daughter
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