Respected lover!
Salutations from the one, who is blessed to be the object of your love.
I am writing this message to you on a palm leaf, after setting my feminine quality of restraint aside, for a while.
I am sending this letter through my close friend Mekala, who is visiting Thanjavur, where you are stationed, considering this an opportunity bestowed on me by God to communicate with you.
Mekala has a relative in Thanjavur, who is a merchant. Mekala has assured me that she would be able to locate you through him and hand over this letter to you.
How interested she is in helping me communicate with my lover!
You are a handsome lad, bestowed with intelligence and wisdom. I have often wondered why you chose to shower your love on this poor girl.
After conveying your love to me, which I was only too glad to accept, you met me alone several times and enthralled me with your sweet words. I often recall, how, when we two were alone in a secluded place, you hugged me and... (I feel shy to describe how you made me experience your love!)
Even as I am writing this letter, my mind is getting overwhelmed with both the pleasant memories of your company and the agony of my separation from you.
After making me submerge in the soothing waters of love, you suddenly left this place, saying that you were leaving for Thanjavur for doing trade. Since that time, I find myself having been pushed into an ocean of grief.
Neither being able to swim, nor having the mind to to get drowned, I am struggling in this ocean of grief. The purpose of writing this letter is to apprise you of my situation.
After receiving this letter, rush here, pull me out from this ocean of grief and take me ashore.
I am waiting for you desperately like the Sataka* bird waiting for the rain drops to fall in its mouth and quench its thirst.
Your Cherishing Lover
the desperate Mathivadhani
* Sataka is a bird mentioned in Hindu mythology. This bird would drink only the rain water. It would remain thirsty till the rain drops fall.
Year: 1921
Dear lover!
This is Parvathy, the poor girl, in whose heart you have ever been dwelling. I am submitting this letter to you, after prostrating at your feet a thousand times.
If you think that my writing a letter to you is inappropriate, please pardon this ignoramus.
I am sending this letter by registered post so that it will be delivered to you in person. To pay for the postal charges, I got money from my mother, by lying to her that I needed money to buy face powder If she asks me about the face powder tin bought by me, I will have to show her the old face powder tin and manage!
You met me in a temple, took a liking for me, followed me, conveyed your love to me and won over me.
After that, we met several times in secluded places and became intimate.
One day, you suddenly left this place, saying that your father was not feeling well. It has been a month, since you left me. There has been no communication from you. I pray to God that your father recover from his illness and regain his normal health.
I can understand that you didn't write to me, fearing that your letter might be seen by my parents
I am writing to you, being unable to suffer my separation from you. I hope that you will return to this place soon and reunite with me.
My pining will be over, only when you look at my face with love and hold my hand with affection.
Please write to me at the address of my friend I have given below. Her parents cannot read or write. If they ask her about the letter, she will say something and manage them. She will hand over the letter to me.
Please reply immediately. Yours lovingly Parvathy
Year: 2021
WhatsApp message sent by Shailu to Viswas
Hey!
You met me in a restaurant and said you loved me. We both spent time together, visiting malls, watching movies and having fun. You suddenly left for Mumbai on office work, telling me that you'd be back in four days.
There has been no call or message from you even after one week. I didn't call you or text you, thinking that you'd be busy with your office work. But your silence is making me mad.
You may not have feelings, but I do. That's why I'm texting you, without standing on prestige.
I want you to make a video call to me this evening. If you don't, then you'll see the ugly side of me!
Your Love
Shailu
Section 3
Shedding Shyness
kAmam uzhandhu varundhinArkku Emam
madal alladhu illai vali.
Verse 1130
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