Letter To My Soulmate . . .

March 20th, 2054

Mathew Scott received a text message at 2 AM from a new number.

“Can I come for a sleep over at your place? I need someone to talk to me. Thanks, Dave.”

“I appreciate your manners, but you don’t even have to ask, just come over.”

Extracts of the conversation between Mathew Scot and Dave, back in their home:

“My life is not like yours Dad. Cyril, she wants a divorce. She says she loves some other man. I am a sucker for life. What we have was not like what was between you and mom. Everything around me scares. It’s like I am left far behind.”

“We made it convenient for you to assume so Dave.”

“Dad, Excuse me, did I just hear what you said?”

“We made the ’happy-family-show’ for you, Dave. We festooned your days with happy moments. But it’s actually not like what you think. We did have a third someone between your mom and me. We never had the fairy tale love. We only lived a peaceful life together. I mean it was a life full of peace devoid of happiness, and the suffering was more for your Mother Tana. She liked someone too, like Cyril.”

“And then she married you?”

“No she married me, and then loved another Man”.

“And how did she stay with you until she breathed her last? She did not make a leave? Leaves me puzzled! “

“Tana and I, we were friends at high school. We saw each other quite often and we thought we were destined to be married. We married young without bothering too much about anything. Things went on fine until you were born. And Life was good, until we both realized what we really wanted to do. As you started growing up, we started to weigh life in real terms and as days passed, there was no love lost between us. I started to concentrate more on my career and she was troubled between her career and you. She complained that I did not bother about you both and I started to complain that she did not bother to understand me. The talks were saved for arguments, the troubles doubled and we became known strangers inside the home. But we decided we stay together for you because we did not want you to have a bad childhood. We both loved you so much Dave. And that was all I knew until 2009”.

Mathew walked across the room. “ I was it was 2014 if am right .One day after your Mom had gone to work, when I thought of renovating our little library, I found a letter unsent in her diary. I thought it was not right for me to read, but then I wanted to know what was in her mind. I knew she was all lost by herself.” Mathew tried hard to remember every word that he read years ago.

Letter to MySoulMate . . .

Please don’t reply back. This is not for you to acknowledge, only for you to read and know.

Today is March21st 2014, the day you told we can meet after a year. But am not gonna come or text or call you. It’s just meaningless anymore. But I still have to tell you certain things. Not the same old dramatic things, but what I have understood in these days while we were not talking. I had met a lot of interesting people during this time, but I never felt intense with anyone. Infact, each day I only realized how much more I really like you.

Statements apart, not taking much of your time, One day you would realize how much I like you for no reason unlike all others around you who would be with you for a reason - be it your parents ,your life partner or your kids. I know you can or will never be mine, but still I will always like you so much, like I have never liked anyone before. I now have everything that I thought would give happiness to a being, but still there is a void in me, like a missing part of a puzzle and after a spiritual quest I found that is "you".

I have been asking you what went wrong and why you suddenly did not want to see me. I have written to you a hundred times but you refuse to talk to me. I still don’t hate you. Infact I can never hate you, because hating you is like hating a part of me. I only think this phase is the winter of my life and the spring would soon come. Every single day reminds me of you and the days you had my hand in yours. Everyday, I still smile to myself thinking of the day you hugged me and you did not let me go. Sometimes I have thought if am over protecting the memories and I have thought if I really have to move on. Every time I think of it that way, I hear your voice whispering to me “I might not be there today, but I would surely come to you one day like I have told you always”. I don’t lie. I really hear you like how you heard my whispers the day you first kissed me. I don’t want to stay by your side all through my life. It’s not even my wish in dreams. I have hundred other things to do with my life. I have a lot of dreams to pursue. All I wish is you to talk to me everyday. Once in a while, I want to go for lunch with you. Once in few months I want to catch up with you, go for a walk, go for a long drive. I want to you to say if my ideas are right or wrong. I want you to help me pick what suits the best. In short, I want you to be my eternal friend.

In pursuit of my soul's destiny, I have understood that only you can me make me feel complete. Likewise, “if you really grow up”, one day you would feel something missing in you and then you would want to come back and talk to me. I know it for sure that the day would come, but when that day comes, I don’t want you to hesitate to come and talk to me thinking I would not reciprocate to you or I don’t want you to assume that I might insult you.

It took twenty three years for me to understand with whom I can have the strongest bond. It might take a span of days, months, years or even decades for you to understand that. But if you ever feel that way, just get back and talk no matter what your age that time is.

Now may be all this sounds crazy or you think am mad, but I tell you I am not so. You have always sidelined your decisions thinking about the people who you assume matter a lot to you and those who you think are important to me, but for me it has only been about us. I really don’t know why you were so harsh to me the other day. You made me feel so bad, and I have to let you know that. Also I have to respect your decision in this because I have understood that you can’t interrupt someone’s decision if you truly like them.

Now don’t reply me saying I will change as time passes by. I don’t want to hear any of that because it would be this way for ever, atleast to me. So, am just telling you if you ever want to get back any time after years, then do come, I will be waiting for that day. I would still cherish even if it’s about the platonic side of us!!!

And for heaven’s sake, never tell any of your friends, what happened between us because they might influence your decision and never let you get back, as the majorities are ignorant and novice about postulates, they only trust what they learnt from their traditions which were again a made up one!

If at all you had read the whole stuff, then thanks for your time. You would never ever receive any letter or message now on because this is the last thing I have to tell you from my end and it’s in you to take it up anytime or leave it undisturbed :) But be it Mar 21st 2014 or Mar 21st 2054, you would always be cherished.

Take Care Kiddo :) see you soon, I have an unsent gift that I wish I would give you the day we are destined to meet again!

“I understood from her diary that there was someone in her life and he would come to her someday. It was on that day I realized that a Soul Mate and Life Partner need not be the same person. You even don’t have to marry or be physically intimate with that person. It’s enough if you stay by their side and catch up for a coffee, you would still feel a magical Vibe around you that would make you feel like you’re in Heaven. You would feel a magical flame that makes you feel complete, something that justifies your existence. A Soul Mate is somewhere who would love you so much unlike anyone else and you would find them if you are lucky enough. Your mom realized that in him.”

“And did he ever come?”

“I wished he had, she perhaps would have loved that.”

“You project Mom as a good soul. But Dad don’t you think Cyril and Mom, they cheated on us?”

“No, I don’t think of it that way. They only chose what they loved over what they had to take. Whenever I bought chocolates for you, you asked me to buy Cakes. When I bought you cakes, you wanted me to take you out for dinner. I never hated you for that, I was only happy that I was lucky enough to give you all that you liked. Sometimes people want love from us. Sometimes they want to take a leave from us. Be it whatever, if you really get a chance to understand what people really want from you, then you get peace, that cannot be explained. It’s like living a life that’s true. You should never live a life that is truly fake. The minute I read the letter your Mom wrote, I loved your Mom more. I knew she wanted to go elsewhere. Her world was elsewhere, but she decided to stay. She forced herself to stay for you and for the man she liked. She never forced him to come to her, she only wanted him to get back if he wished.”

“Do you mean to say I should love Cyril even if she leaves?”

“That is up to you to decide, to love her or not. I only say don’t hate her. If you ever start hating her, you would start regretting all the days you had spent with her. And eventually you would start to hate your life as well. In a way Cyril has done you a favour. Yeah she has given you a chance to find who you would feel intense with.”

“Dad, did you ever meet the love of your life like Mom?”

“Well, I think I would save it for the day of your next breakup.”

“Dad, you should know, I really can’t say you how much I Love you.”

“I wish some woman proves you wrong someday, Prince”, Mathew smiled.

“Dad what if that Man comes now?”

“Let’s think about it if he ever knocks at our door. Mathew smiled. He knew fictional characters don’t knock at the door”.

Epilogue

Letter to MySoulMate . . .

Dear Tana,

Every emotion is inspired. Every thought can be implanted, and that is the power of words. Dave could not take what Cyril did to him. But when I explained it from my perspective he bothered to hear without confronting me. Sorry that I told him you loved someone. I could have as well told him I liked another Woman but when Dave walked into our home today, he was all confused and when someone is lost its better we don’t assume what they might do. I realized all he is left with is “Me” and I should not risk him hating me atleast at this phase of his life. I thought it's best to redefine what's love and life to him. While I finished talking to him, he had got the inner peace and he realized Cyril left for her love. The way he looked at love had changed dimensions. I saw from his eyes that he soon wanted to meet the real love of his life. He is now not a Living Template and he sure has gone to bed with Peace. One day he might see the Love of his Life and he would fall in love with his soulmate like I fell for you. And that day I would tell him the truth about us. I knew you would approve me for the story that I made up. Infact I know you surely must be proud of me for the Bed Time Story I told our Prince. He still loves you and I don’t even have to tell my love, you already know it.

Love,

Mathew.

Oct 18th, 2054.

Dear Pop,

I met someone in Boston a few days ago. Julia, She is. I can’t tell you how excited I feel when I see her. It’s only been days, but I feel like I have known her for ages. I wouldn’t say she is beautiful, rather she is the prettiest of all women I have ever met. We talk everyday and still I find her new each day. I feel so hard for me to bid her bye every time I meet, though I know I would see the next day. If this is what love is, then I think I have met my Love for Life. I would love to tell you more. I would be by your side this weekend. See You Soon Dad, Take Care until then :)

Love,

Dave.

Mar 12th,2055.

Mathew Scott received a call at 2 AM from Cyril.

“I still feel guilty about what I did to Dave. I want to know if I did any wrong. Can I talk to you in person for a while Mr. Scott?”

Mathew replied – “Sure Cyril, I would love to see you around.”

Mathew talked out loud “Tana, It’s time for writing another sorry letter to you.”