By Rishimaa Dave
Dear Jaljal,
This isn't a good bye, it's another till we meet again. This time will be a little longer than most times before, but we sure will meet again soon. As much as i wish, I won't get to be the last one to hug you before you board the plane or see you go through the terminal gate, but I'm there, waving goodbye from afar. Imagine me there. Carry a piece of me in your heart, wherever you go. Call it your "fairy dust". Let me give you the magic you gave me when I needed it. It's my turn now. Remember me every now and then and miss me little, enough for you to cherish our memories, but not so much that it saddens you. Because i will do so. Let me be your tears, when you're melancholy and a part of your giggle, when you're joyous. And if you find yourself lost, I'll come find you. Remember, you won't ever be alone, I'm always here. I'll miss you a lot, but I'll look forward to meeting the new you more. I know you won't stay the same, but we won't change. I hope the next time we meet, we're both grown up, yet still just two kids playing in the sand. We would've published a book by then. We would've completed our degrees and made something of ourselves. I used to look at you as an elder cousin but recently I find myself seeing you as the person you are, as a friend, someone I can consider my own and rely on. I feel more connected to you, lately. I adore you. I would detain you here, so i could have you more, but i can't. They say "When you love someone, let them go" but i don't have to let you go, I'll just hold you close, wherever you may be. You're going, but you're not gone. You can't get rid of me this easy. Switching time zones only means we'll have breakfast-dinner together. I will steal Devansh (his younger brother) from you. We'll both play in snow together again. (It'll snow in both Himachal and Pennsylvania in dec-feb). I'll be in each snowflake that touches you, and in spring, you'll be in each flower that I smell. Feel me in each breeze embracing you. I'll send you hope in form of fireflies. Carry my love with you. So, this is my 'not goodbye' to you, to who you were, to who you'll be, to what we have and what we'll have, to every part and version of the person you are. Looking forward to meeting you soon. You're worth the wait.
With love,
Rishimaa,
By Rishimaa Dave
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