Kochana Mamo,
We haven't spoken for a long time... I miss you a lot... I think today I miss you even more than ever for there are so many things I would like to tell you about. Do you remember, you used to say about me that if there are 2 ways ahead of me in life I always choose the one that is longer and has many turns, never the straight one... I think I walked for many days, but I think that the path I have chosen was the right one. It took me to a forest, you know? And there is a magic elf who lives there... he is the most colourful elf you could imagine. I wish you could see him...
I'm not sure what to tell you about today, there are so many things to say and I don't know which one to choose first... but I think maybe today we could try to talk about slightly lighter subjects...
I'll tell you about the elf.... He is funny you see.... He has a crooked nose and very rude manners...
Mom... can you imagine that I travelled for 1745.08 km (apparently) to find him and his manners are so bad that he didn't even offer me tea!!!!! Do you remember how I was ill once and you walked to my house in winter in snow to bring me pastries?
Mom... Can i ask you a question? How come life is so strange sometimes that the most colourful people on earth go through life with so many bruises? I don't understand. Mom... do you think we could try to tame the elf a bit?
You know mom, he is a really funny elf... He is a bit short of hearing and refused to wear a hearing device, so talking to him was a bit like talking to grandma:
'Grandma, would you like to have some tea?'
'Yes, yes, the cat is outside'
I gave him a dictionary and now he is now learning how to read... But you know what mom... I tried to give him the same dictionary a few times in the past and he refused to take it... I think he is a bit short of sight and should wear glasses more often...
You know mom, he sometimes thinks that he is a writer... But i think he has to improve his skills as a reader a bit... Mom, can you imagine that I used metaphors a few times and he didn't understand... Can you imagine???? I told him once that 'I'm being suicidal with words' and he got really scared thinking that I will jump out of the window or something as stupid as that, while all I meant was that I want to write a few chapters in my dictionary that I am confused about.
Mom... Do you remember, when I used to study for my Sanskrit exams and I was always scared that I may fail (silly me.... Just for the record - I was always one of the best students in my class...) and you and I would sit together in the kitchen and I would give you my notebook and recite all the verses. You did not understand a word of Sanskrit, but you were there and your presence was important. Do you remember how you would keep your fingers crossed for every single exam that I had to give... And oh.. Mom... do you remember when I had a surgery and was in hospital and I asked you to bring me a book about Bharatanatyam and you brought Mahabharata instead???
Mom... will you tell him that if he dares to laugh at my little jungle I shall pierce him with my spear, cut him into pieces and feed him to the dog. Mom... will you tell the elf not to confuse me with keeping mirrors on stage. Mom... why is he always laughing at me?
Mom...
We haven't spoken for a long time... I miss you a lot... I think today I miss you even more than ever for there are so many things I would like to tell you about. Do you remember, you used to say about me that if there are 2 ways ahead of me in life I always choose the one that is longer and has many turns, never the straight one... I think I walked for many days, but I think that the path I have chosen was the right one. It took me to a forest, you know? And there is a magic elf who lives there... he is the most colourful elf you could imagine. I wish you could see him...
I'm not sure what to tell you about today, there are so many things to say and I don't know which one to choose first... but I think maybe today we could try to talk about slightly lighter subjects...
I'll tell you about the elf.... He is funny you see.... He has a crooked nose and very rude manners...
Mom... can you imagine that I travelled for 1745.08 km (apparently) to find him and his manners are so bad that he didn't even offer me tea!!!!! Do you remember how I was ill once and you walked to my house in winter in snow to bring me pastries?
Mom... Can i ask you a question? How come life is so strange sometimes that the most colourful people on earth go through life with so many bruises? I don't understand. Mom... do you think we could try to tame the elf a bit?
You know mom, he is a really funny elf... He is a bit short of hearing and refused to wear a hearing device, so talking to him was a bit like talking to grandma:
'Grandma, would you like to have some tea?'
'Yes, yes, the cat is outside'
I gave him a dictionary and now he is now learning how to read... But you know what mom... I tried to give him the same dictionary a few times in the past and he refused to take it... I think he is a bit short of sight and should wear glasses more often...
You know mom, he sometimes thinks that he is a writer... But i think he has to improve his skills as a reader a bit... Mom, can you imagine that I used metaphors a few times and he didn't understand... Can you imagine???? I told him once that 'I'm being suicidal with words' and he got really scared thinking that I will jump out of the window or something as stupid as that, while all I meant was that I want to write a few chapters in my dictionary that I am confused about.
Mom... Do you remember, when I used to study for my Sanskrit exams and I was always scared that I may fail (silly me.... Just for the record - I was always one of the best students in my class...) and you and I would sit together in the kitchen and I would give you my notebook and recite all the verses. You did not understand a word of Sanskrit, but you were there and your presence was important. Do you remember how you would keep your fingers crossed for every single exam that I had to give... And oh.. Mom... do you remember when I had a surgery and was in hospital and I asked you to bring me a book about Bharatanatyam and you brought Mahabharata instead???
Mom... will you tell him that if he dares to laugh at my little jungle I shall pierce him with my spear, cut him into pieces and feed him to the dog. Mom... will you tell the elf not to confuse me with keeping mirrors on stage. Mom... why is he always laughing at me?
Mom...
