Dear Valentine,

Just another day and I was messing as I always do. And I remembered something I ought to do. A wise person¹ once listed the 10 things everyone must do before they die. It was an exciting list. For me, there was one thing that seemed the hardest of all. He said, “Forgive someone without any questions!”

You think it’s easy? Let me tell you, it’s not. Forget others. It’s a tough job to forgive yourself when you do things that you regret later. And so you regret it some more. It’s a never ending circle.

So yes! Forgiving someone altogether is even tougher a job. That’s established. So what am I doing now? Well, I’m not a saint. Just another naïve girl who learnt her lessons hard. But learnt, yes!

I just try to turn my head around to take the first step in forgiving my sworn enemy of life. So here I am and this is Valentine’s day, after all.

Hello the Worthless-Someone,

            However you are I don’t care. And I don’t give a damn about your welfare. To be fair to myself, I wish I could burn you alive with my own hands this very moment. But these things aside I wanna tell you something.

            I don’t know why I keep thinking about you at my darkest and my happiest moments. I keep thinking that you’re just there around the corner to destroy the little light I found. Or you’d turn up again to lengthen my darker days. You were like my own personal devil. I’ve wished I could forget you. Forget my past. Forget who I was. To hell with you and all those lies.

            But no. Regrets aside and when I think again, I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for what has happened. I wouldn’t have fought my battles and wouldn’t have learnt my lessons. There was no way around it, dude. I thought I’d die. I believed I wouldn’t stand a chance.

            But I did, thanks to your betrayal. And now I seek my vengeance. Fair enough.

            Again, breathe a moment and think more calmly. Life is too short to brood over worthless something. I got lots to do and mess up before I end. And you’re not gonna be part of it anymore, none whatsoever. You did your part in messing with me. For that you’ll pay, ‘coz Karma is a bloody boomerang. I’ll watch it as I pass. But you’re not worthy of my time.

Whoa. So much for forgiving someone. I can’t forgive anyone. I just forget things and let go off the baggage. That’s my way. And I let you – my worthless baggage – go. Die harder and Farewell, worthless.

P.S. :  ¹Madan Gowri

And Happy Valentine’s Day,

- Sp -