To those who made my life better

         It happens in life that we often take things and people for granted. Some might be those we care a lot. Unlike people, things can't speak out their heart (I know they don't have one). But when we get so much emotionally attached to them, I feel empathy for them. Here are some parodical letters, I have written to them.

 To my Quechua water bottle,
         I know that you are in a bad shape. Countless times, you have quenched my thirst and of many others. What did I do to you in return? I let you down. I let you down far too many times. Yet you were there for me though battered and dented. And there were times I thought I had lost you but believe me, I was desperate to get you back. But you always found a way to come back to me for which I am extremely grateful for. I could say nothing more than a promise that I wouldn't let you down anymore.
To my Nokia earphones,
           When I got a new SONY headphone, I threw you aside. I literally ditched you. It was quite a few days when I saw you lying at the same place I threw you, entangled. I felt guilty to be honest. Thoughts and memories filled me. The best time we had together with you, playing my favourite songs, every movie we watched together flashed across my mind. Guilt and remorse consumed me. It still lives with me but I truly have learnt my lessons though the harder way. From that day on, I started using you and would forever treasure you!

To my hp laptop,
            I think you and I share a never ending romance. You never made me feel that I had no one to talk to and the one who always has a way to lift my spirits up. Countless movies and countless hours of music! You helped me with all my projects, assignments, posters and almost literally everything else. Sometimes I  seek your help too much pestering you a lot. There were lot of times, I sleep forgetting to turn you off. You would run for almost 12 hours and on weekends it's worse, you stay on throughout the day. I felt like I am commanding you to work, giving you stuffs to do for me always. I want you to know that I am not that bossy type, please understand. Forgive me because I just have lost track somewhere and I do not want the romance between us end.

To my Wilson cricket tennis ball,
        I decided to add you to this list of parodical letters, I have written because you were so important to me that I didn't take you out to play as I was scared of losing you just like the countless others I had lost. Nothing else comforted me more than my hands holding you tight. It has been late that I realised that I had been so conservative. The thought of losing you weighed more to me than your actual purpose of being hit. I wanted you to be within my palms safe and sound but that's not what you are made for. Now I want you to take you out and want you to explore the world and at the same time I want to make sure that I don't lose you.

With love,
SK

P.S: We come across a multitude of people in our lives. Some stay, some leave. It all goes down to the fact that there are still people you need to find, they make your life worth living.

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