The Breakup Letter

It's been made formal to disclose it publicly, otherwise it would have been formal!

From,

         The heartbroken soldier

To,

         The Devil

Subject: Confirmation of Resignation from the post of bodyguard-reg.

Hateful Ma'am, 

               I've been providing you with substantial cover from everything dangerous that could happen in any College environment. Somedays were beautiful to cherish many were full of problems and made my heart heavy. But still those loveable days give me nostalgia, brushing away the bad ones. 

The phrase kills: "I hate you, Let's break up "

The phrase gives frenzy: "I love you more than anyone else in this world"

When I hear it now, I'm like, WTF!

Loveable days didn't mean that I made love the convention way, hugging, kissing, making others uncomfortable. I tried hard to make it clear that it's beyond physical. But it turned out only to receive torrential scoldings and you not willingly to speak. It's worth mentioning that you brushed away the love that emerged when I bought you rainbow stick files after you ruthlessly donated all yours to your friends. 

When I waited for hours in the bus stand; only to get your comments about my formal dressing sense. You wanted me to wear shoes but you never did. When you made me wait for several hours and said that your dad's coming and we can't sit together in the bus. 

Yeah, these were disappointments and were silly because you didn't consider them. Had you considered them it would had been meaningful. 

Each year gives us unforgettable memories, some are good, some are bad. But every year of College gave us problems, all from your side. 

1962, we're in war with China, we've got to remember years by the events. I may remember the College days with the following:

1.   1st year = Conflict and Standoff with your relative who made a love proposal to you during your 10th grade. Heart hurting, painful. You leaned towards his side. Anyhow luck favored me, but then it was bittersweet. 

2. 2nd year = You got furious on a final year mechanical guy for no reason. It was your mistake, walking zigzagged. I tried to mediate but it got me to the levels of dismissal from College. Only my disciplined personality helped me naturally, luring all staffs to support my stand. Continued even after. 

3. 3rd year = You got in relationship with one of my juniors. But denied it. My conscience didn't allow me to move on. Continued even again. 

4. 4th year = Got a joker guy in the name of being friends. Several outings and lunches with him. I was just an observer. Whole of the College knew, felt pity for me. Continued even for a longer time. 

Just think of the amount of pain I could have experienced. I don't beg you this time. 

Another interesting fact is that you never apologized or felt sorry for your deeds, it was I who allowed you to play with my life.

The rewards I got for this was the name : Watchman; in the name of protecting you and at the same time to maintain the decorum, I walked a couple of metres behind you. But I never cared believing that your love was true. 

It's hard to see a crimson love. All I and everyone may ascertain is that you missed it. Most probably you don't deserve it. 

My heart was dumb. Anyway my brain woke me up. 

Lastly, I confess that it was my mistake that I accepted you eventhough there were only derogatory comments on you, always and everytime. 

I take responsibility for this weirdest thing that happened in my life; the weirdest that can happen in anyone else's. 

I won't say that it has made me strong, but, I believe that it has made me eternal. Ofcourse my love is, but not for you. 

Boys attempt suicide and become addicted to alcohol. Men learn to live with the broken heart. My friends made me one. 

So, I do hereby declare an official breakup. 

Thank You

Yours, not anymore,

The heartbroken soldier. 

Thank You....

Cheers.....