" Sharma Ji!"

" Ji?" Abhay turned around to see the postman calling for him.

" Post for you!"

He broke into a wide grin as he took the envelope from him while the postman chuckled.

" Mujhe laga tha, chitthiya sirf humare zamane mein thi. It's nice seeing you youngsters adapt to this too. There's no comparison to a letter, may it be a message, or a phonecall. A letter always hits different. Enjoy your love-life."

His cheeks heated up and he shook his head.
" You're mistaken Uncle! She...she's a friend."

" Says everybody. I had a couple in my college who claimed to be friends throughout the years, and later got married. I see something similar happening here. Though, I assume she's not a collegemate?"

" She's a family friend and only a friend I swear!"

" Well...if you say so. Though, years down the line, I'd like to see the two of you settle down together."

Abhishek sighed, knowing quite well that retorting would be futile, so he let the postman assume things.

Smiling, the postman left for the next house, and he heaved a sigh of relief.

Dear Abhay,

I met a girl today who reminded me so much of Amayra [ and Amayra's Mamu ] With a cute smile, and an angelic face, she told me that I had a pretty smile.

And I told her, the reason is a sunshine in human form. It seemed to excite her a lot. Said she never met a sunshine in human form before and would very much love to meet my Sunshine.

Although I told her that she herself was a sunshine in human form, she was persistent, she said, if she's a sunshine, it's only better if she meets another Sunshine in human form and see how pretty a smile he has.

When I told her there are two of them, she was over the moon, and then declared that she wanted to meet both of them. Even Esha said she reminded her of Amayra-oh by the way, that reminds me, Yashasvi and Esha are being civil with each other!

Can you believe it? Me neither, it's surprising me. But it won't really surprise me if they fall in love soon.

Anyway I'm so sorry I gotta cut this short, there are so many albums coming up, so busy with song-writing, composing, producing and singing-I wish Esha did this, would make my life much easier because she's so good at it as well, I can see you laugh at it but as an all rounder, you should know my pain better!

Gotta end this here, will wait for your letter in return

Love,
Tanvi

A pleased glimmer bloomed on his lips, feeling giddy and happy.

Who knew a mere letter would make him happy?

If three years ago, he was told that writing and receiving letters made him happy, he'd have snorted at the claim, dismissing it to be untrue.

Him and writing letters?

Impossible.

If it was possible, probably, in a parallel world.

But then he met Tanvi again.

And she wrote to him.

And surprisingly, even for himself, he liked it.

He liked being written to, he liked writing in return.

Abhishek Sharma had written his first letter with immense hope at the age of fifteen to a girl in his class,

Only to have it shredded into pieces.

Ever since, he hated writing all the more.

He never knew what happened to the girl after tenth.

From whatever he heard a few years later,

She'd been remorseful about tearing the letter, and she'd tried getting in touch with him again but had failed.

The fifteen year old him who had a crush on that girl would've been happy.

The nineteen year old Abhay did not get affected by that, at all.

But then, Tanvi wrote a letter to him.

And then, he longer had bitter memories left.

For she'd erased all of them.

Shubman had been right, when you do something you dislike for someone you like, it feels right.

But, he did not love Tanvi romantically.

Or, did he?