Not lost actually, She is the one who survives and will survive always in my life, in my poems, in my letters. A selfless thank you to her, Ranmeeet mam, I can't tell how drastically, beautifully and without ambiguity you have changed me. Your company, your scolding never made me angry, I just learn every time from you. A big change in my personality that I have dreamt always, I am getting now. Besides official knowledge and I seriously learn from your transparent nature without any confusion, with logic and optimum attitude. Adulation deteriorates your personality. This is the best thing I have learnt from you. A letter to the women who got lost on their way to my textbooks, Hi, I'm sorry, i meant you were kicked off the margins. Wait i shouldn't apologize, i am finally taking space and I don't want my first line to be sorry even though the reader wants me to be? A moment of silence.. Hi, I'm Marisa, it's such an honour to feel your presence in my bones. I do not know your name but I heard the echo of your footsteps. The steps you took so I could be here.
