Letter I Want My Future Daughter To Read 🍁

To my strongest twin

I know I will be eternally taking rest inside the garden of remembrance, when you will spread your appendages of hand on these yellow pages of love brimmed epistles. But I know you will be the strongest angelic earthborn of the universe to inhale these gloomy fried alphabets which were written erratically with ecstatic love. 

When you will come to light from the safest place of my biological clock, to this outer(space) and as soon as you unfold your button shaped eyes to feel the smile on people's visage you will not be able to lay fingers on antithetic reasons behind those smiles. 

When you will hit the road to breathe out your dreams you will be put through the grind of basic norms which you have to wear like a crown with one stamp duty to enact, that is to shield the crown. Do wear that crown, but don't let it overpower your dreams with it's unrealistic charm. You will be told don’t teach your grandmother to suck eggs when you break the silence to exhale all the treasure trove of your thoughts. 

I know you will be given lessons wrapped in those beautiful alphabetical boundaries, do imprint those in your thinking tank but don't let that spoliate your road map of life. I know you will be upbraided zillions of times in multitudinal ways and will be reprimanded for the same. You will be heart sick but stand as the tower of strength for yourself. Don't bump your head with those insane brains which are filtered with games because it cannot be drained with your words. 

Make kindness as your biggest virtue and wear it as your crown of strength. Life is full of antique kinds of boxes each holding different beauty, choose the right one. 

I know you will not be loved by everyone, but you have to choose the right one to love. Because flowers of selfishness are blooming in the garden everywhere. Don't judge yourself, your psyche, your words and your love. And if they compel you, I know you will be the strongest diamond to shine. Wrapping up this letter with petrichor love and aurora of happiness. 

Sending Idyllic strength with pearls of paradise. 

Yours 

Hopeful architect of life 

Ayesha Khalid

BOOK REVIEW.

80 Days Since February 3

 

80 days since February 3 is an artistically appealing composition of prose and poetry designed smoothly by Mehak Aggarwal keeping in mind the highs and lows of life. 

The book hits the reader's mind with its  conversational color. From deeply thoughtful conversation to emotionally resonant one, the author has thrown light on every aspect that we humans have to deal with. The movie of self love is a light hearted path of inspiration which is defined with those exquisite metaphors of affection. Being an artist, the real name of the game of art is magically created in the book which graciously mold the thoughts. The train of fear is spellbinding us with its polychromatic colors which is surreal but a gospel reality show which each one us go through. The imaginative confusion which we deal in layers, is put into words in awe-inspiring ways giving us light to clear the path of confusion. The nostalgia which brings back zillions of memories is beautified with those charismatic references which leave our eyes wet. The painful stages of drama which we all go through are very well articulated and planted in the chapters. 

Going through all these stages of life one goes through different phases and to give words to them in such an inspirational and an organized way is impeccably beautiful. The author designed the book with vibrant metaphors and crisp language. The amalgamation of poetry and prose is outlined perfectly with conversation rich verses. 

Everyone should turn the pages of this 80 days journey to learn the lessons how to bloom and grow in the darkest night. 

Ayesha Khalid