Dear Maa,
I’m not feeling well today. The painful old memories still hurting me again and again. It remains inconspicuously in my mind. I hope that Baba left his old bad habits, may he did not waste money on gambling like before. Do you remember Maa ? how hard it was to repay these bank loans after selling half of our property. We lost our old home and a small yard a few years ago. It's hard to forget those pains. Still we have to move on. Maybe he has changed a little bit more than before. Last time when I met him I remember that he was not so good, maybe he doesn't take his medicines regularly.
Where there is a will there's a way. I’m still trying to find my ways. Hopefully a beautiful morning is not too far. Oh! Do you plant any more flowers in our garden? It's full of colours, full of beauty, full of love, I often think of different shades of our garden during foggy winters, hot summer and even on rainy nights but Maa be careful it's too slippery. Maa I have no-one except you don’t forget to take care of yourself.
Maa, Everyday I wake up and hope that just as the blooming of new flowers in the garden brings immense joy, a beautiful morning may bring joy, positivity and will fade all the pains, sorrows from our life. I believe that you will open this letter one day with lots of love and hope. I will wait for your response till that beautiful day.
With love,
Sumit.