NostalgiApril: A Series 

"If Memories could be canned..."

Love Letters. Letters of Love

Letters that smell like Love are Love letters.

Letters that smell like Home are Love letters.

After 18 years of longing for an elder sister, one fine day life decided to make me meet someone in college who is now my family. My elder sister. It was never a click of fate. It took time. Two people have different ways of loving and caring. While I was was the silent one, her love was an extravaganza! 

Sometimes its the geographical distance that lessens the distance between two people. After she went miles away to a different city to study and the arms that could embrace my panic attacks turned into phone calls, I knew my years of longing has finally come to an end.

She writes me letters. In the age of Whatsapp, she still does. Letters and hand painted card. With and without occasions. Inside every book she sends me, there is a letter. A letter of Love. A love letter.

This is a card she sent me on my birthday. I keep this and all her letters so that on days like every regular day with irregularities, I can smell my sister by my side.