Author: Rizwan Ahmed Memon
Village Akil
Larkana, Sindh, Pakistan
February 14, 2014
Larkana, Sindh, Pakistan
February 14, 2014
Dearest Seemi,
Today when I came home after my walk, I
took a look in the mirror. I noted that I am getting bald. Also, my hair has
started to turn white like an old man’s.
Two or three years ago, if I saw any
gray hair on my head, I plucked it out just to look young. When I was 16, my
face was full of pimples. I hated pimples. They disturbed and hurt me a lot.
Now that I am 22, I don’t have pimples, but they left very tiny holes on my
face.
No matter how hard I try to stay young,
one day I will be old. I hope you will like me forever because this skin, this
hair, and this body are mortal, but my love for you is immortal. I will love
you forever.
Five years ago, when I saw you for the
first time, you looked as white as snow. Your delicate hands, your deep eyes,
and your silence still occupy my mind. No matter how you look with the passage
of time, I will always love you the same way.
Yours forever,
Rizwan
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