I can't do that to my parents.
I can't do that to Daksh either.
How would I live without either of them.
One who gave me life and one who makes it beautiful.
Think Aakriti think.
Think before it's too late.
I sighed.
I closed my eyes and started calling of Dev.
Now only he can show me the right path.
He dev, He bholenath, He shambhu.
Sahi rah dikha mujhe.
Once upon a time my father had taught to call for god when I don't know what step to take.
He said every human have God without themselves, the aatma is parmattma.
We just need to close our eyes and ask to our inner soul and whatever reply it gives, we shall accept it cause it's God speaking.
I felt a hint of peace with my eyes shut and my soul open in front of bholenath and I got my answer .
Daksh would move on.
Maybe not tomorrow.
Maybe not in a month.
Maybe not in a year.
But someday he will.
One day he will.
Daksh in future will get a girlfriend, he would get married.
But my parents wouldn't get another daughter.
Even if they did, with what trust and faith they will raise her.
Only for her to runaway.
I immediately took out my notebook tearing a paper.
and started writing, writing my heart out.
Dear Daksh,
Hey before you read this letter, please don't ever cry.
Just smile.
Daksh you're the reason I have my smile intact on my face.
You're the reason I laugh, the reason I feel happy .
You genuinely are my comfort person.
You're my mentor.
You're my therapist.
You're my teacher.
You're my mood lifter.
You're my hug buddy.
You're my crying shoulder.
