Dear You,
7 years ago I was a victim of
cyber crime. My email ids were hacked, obnoxious emails sent from my id to all
my friends and family in address book with an attempt to malign my name. Within
span of few hours my world had come crashing down. Just few hours back I had a
job, loving friends and a wonderful family around me. Just one email and the
only thing clearly visible was doubt in each one of their eyes. And all that
remained in my heart was fear - fear of trusting people.
2.5 years back when I thought of
starting a blog, the fear of that incident came to my mind and hence I decided
to blog anonymously. My facebook profile, my blogs – everything just spells one
thing- anonymity. People had also told me that if I ever dream of being a
writer it would never happen for every reader needs to connect with the writer
which does not happen in your case. But I still continued writing for I knew I
was writing purely for the love of it. I wanted to touch hearts and I knew
words had the power to do that. I did not need a face to create that magic.
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You taught me it is we who make
our identity and not our names. My past has got nothing to do with my present
as it is over. What matters is my present as that will determine my future.
What was, that was, and it cannot be changed. But what is and can be makes the
entire difference in the picture. You left me with a lesson - Trust is a gift
worth giving to someone whom we need to identify. It is ok if sometimes it ends
up in wrong hands but never make the same mistake in identifying people.
Today we are no longer strangers
with some of you even being my close my friends who know me, not because you
asked my name, but because it never mattered. It does not matter whether I am
Sheila from Kanpur or a Surbhi from Delhi. It makes no difference as what we
share is beyond names and identities. It is our thoughts which bind us and
hence make this bond special.
And as Shakespeare had said, ' What’s in a name!!', truly there is nothing in a name. For I am what I am. Call me Me, Privy, Privy Trifles, PT or any other name you want to give me, neither does that change the person that I am nor does it change your feelings towards me. You have identified the real me and I have identified you and at the end of it all, that's what matters the most.
And as Shakespeare had said, ' What’s in a name!!', truly there is nothing in a name. For I am what I am. Call me Me, Privy, Privy Trifles, PT or any other name you want to give me, neither does that change the person that I am nor does it change your feelings towards me. You have identified the real me and I have identified you and at the end of it all, that's what matters the most.
When
you do something with love it’s returned with love and that’s what I am
surrounded with right. Love and that in abundance and I cannot thank you enough
for that. For so many followers, some thousands footsteps here and some 129 likes on my FB page they all show the love I am surrounded with. Today I know I am read
because what I write makes a difference and now who I am, from where I am and
how do I look like. Nothing can be more encouraging than this for this is THE
inspiration which keeps pushing me to keep writing.
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It
is touching to see some amazing comments left by people here on this blog and
the number of emails I receive from some of them too. I carry a printout of all
of them with me 24 X 7, just incase there is even one moment when I am self
doubt I fish out those pages and remind myself what my true calling is.
Time
and again I have said this in various forms over here and my other blog but
still it does not seem enough. For You are and therefore I am!
Love
and Hugs
Me
<3
This letter has been written as a part of the Letters Unsent project by Write Tribe
This letter has been written as a part of the Letters Unsent project by Write Tribe