Dear Twenties
Thank you!
I was thinking about you today. Don’t assume anything, though. Yes, I miss you sometimes but I am genuinely happy with where I am. However, credit should be given where it’s due. So, I thought to write to you and say thank you for how you shaped my life. And to tell you some of my regrets too.
I never wanted my time with you to end. You seemed to be the best thing in the world. Being with you meant making new friends, random eating,(over)enthusiasm, late-night parties, impromptu trips, solo travels — feeling anything and everything is possible. Above all, being with you meant freedom.
You helped me in making a bunch of good friends who are still my support system. You tried different things and gave me the motivation to keep doing that. You could’ve done more but if I think about it, you did plenty. How many people would leave their well-paid job, become a struggler in Bollywood and leave it all behind — then out of nowhere, get an opportunity to study in the US? How many people have the resources to buy a tennis match ticket and go on an adventure trip to Australia? You were lucky.
With you, there were a lot of insecurities too. I wish you could have cared more for your loved ones. You didn’t know then but as time passes by, you want to have those real connections intact.
