October 29, 2020
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| Belmont Teahouse, Portland |
My dear ‘Adrak vali chai’,
I am leaving this letter for you on the kitchen countertop so that you read this before we see each other today.
I hope by now you know that we share a bond that is known only to us. When I met you the first time, you moved me beyond my limited world to a place of bliss. Soon your dark complexion became something I could fall for, again, and again. Your spicy nature makes me feel protected every time we meet. Your warmth is absolutely unrivaled. You have that magic in you even when you boil with those violent emotions.
You say you don’t like using fragrances like others, you say you can’t keep up with all the fancy dresses and decorations around. You often tell me how you are told to wear a little elaichi or cinnamon just because the world would adore your beauty a little more. But do you know that this simplicity of yours is what made you shine in my eyes? There seems nothing in the world that I want more when I am with you.
You are my inspiration to get going each day. I wake up craving for your company. I know you don't like to rise early but you still do it for me every single day. I think about why my longings end with you, and a silent sound comes from within that you let me be ‘me’, the one that is at peace. You lift me to cloud nine each day.
Remember the time when we had to be away while we traveled, that was the time I missed you the most. I woke up groggy each day without your company. These days I often excuse myself in between work just to spend some time with you and hold your hands in mine. By now even the coworkers know about you and how precious you are to me.
I am so glad I am getting to spend time with you during this pandemic. While many may be complaining about their partners, I couldn’t have found anyone better than you.
I know you are feeling a little shy and flattered but please take care so you don’t tumble with the overflowing joy :) Looking forward to waking up to your smile each day.
Forever together!
*Raised your eyebrows? This was written as part of an exercise for a writing workshop. The writing prompt was ‘Love Letter to something you love'. The picture is from a teahouse visit in Portland. I would not think of going to a teahouse, at least for the tea, but this one I don't regret.
