Dear Anna,

Not sure whether you would remember the days we spent together,

our little secrets, our little escapades, our teasings, our consolations for each other.... but i do anna... Was it so bitter that you dont want to remember them and have the taste on your heart? There were days when i would have said that you didnt mean much to me, but no the immature me was all lying, I was able to relate to you more than i ever did with anyone. I was more me with you.....

I happen to read the mail i had sent you when there was a rift between you and appa and your response to it. (the mail which has induced me to write this) I couldn't help but feel nostalgic about the mere feelings we had for each other. You were so many miles away anna at that time, yet you were so close to heart....

But now we are just 2 Kms away this very minute but yet so far that we can never never reach each other. We no longer remember each other's special days and even if we do we dont bother to call each other. What should i blame this on? On your family commitments? on our busy jobs?

No... its just that we are refusing to help the other to reach out. I cannot bring myself to do it till now..... but will you help me do it? Dont i mean anything to you at all? Will you reach out? I am waiting anna.....

Lastly I am convincing myself that you wouldn't have forgotton them but just refusing to remind yourself of those days...