Letter to heart.

Dear little warm heart,

I send you an abundance of love for your ceaseless devotion, for tirelessly pulsating to keep me alive through all the chapters of my life. From the tumultuous beginnings of my teenage years, marked by a whirlwind of physical and emotional turmoil, to this very moment, you've often been overlooked, and for that, I am sincerely sorry.

You've borne witness to the extreme heights of "HAPPINESS" and endured the depths of heart-wrenching pain. I recognize that as I've grown older, you've become more discerning in placing your trust, and that your once fervent interests have waned. Navigating the repetitive cycles of emotional crises and drama has undoubtedly been a taxing journey.

I acknowledge that your emotional resilience may be waning, and you've learned that the path to maturity is anything but easy. Growing up entails enduring a plethora of emotional and mental peaks and valleys, each contributing to your wisdom.

I'm not here to offer sympathy; this is simply the reality of life. Life is a miraculous tapestry, weaving threads of happiness and sorrow, light and darkness, in the most unpredictable ways.

Yet, trust me, life is a grand adventure. Have you not heard the famous line, "HOPE IS A GOOD THING, PERHAPS THE BEST THING; IT KEEPS YOU ALIVE" Life is an intricate tapestry of experiences. Keep throbbing through the highs and lows, steadily and resolutely.

I'm sending you a trainload of love, and please know that I am always here for you. Take care, my dear little warm heart.

With affection,
Raghupati Jha