Dear Meera AKA Kit Kat

I got to say , wait no, write this, but, you have got spunk! You should have seen Jia's face after that. She looked like her ego was drowning, which it actually was! LOL! Wait.... Did I just write LOL?

It's official folks! This smokin' shaitan (Hey! That's an alliteration!) has gone cuckoo in the head. But hasn't the devil always been crazy? That may be the case, but this devil here is going cuckoo for you!

Ok. I'm going to start having sap alerts because I don't think anyone can stand this much of sap, all at once! You must be pretty strong to be able to stand this much of sap!

BTW, you're new whatsapp profile picture is mind-blowing! How do you manage to look hot and cute at the same time? And my my, blue is definitely your color. Yes! I just proved to you that I'm a stalker! But I've no shame. Anything for the Kit Kat that drives me crazy.

I did try to stalk you in Facebook, but I heard from someone, that you weren't on Facebook. And guess what? I was relieved. Why, you may wonder. It's because, I was very happy that you weren't like other girls, flaunting your life and yourself to the millions of strangers around the world. You may have guessed it already, but I'm the shy type (You may want to frame this letter and keep it, because I am never, ever going to repeat that!) and I really like how reserved you are, and how you keep your conversations with guys to as minimal as possible, and not because you are scared, no not at all. You have got more spunk than some of those so called popular people, and I am going to admit it, I started writing letters to you for this reason.

You ask yourself this. If I had come and straight out told you that I liked you, would you have given me a chance? Well I am too scared of getting hurt. I have experienced pain and broken hearts, and I am not willing to go through it again. Hence, this passive way of letting you know about my feelings. It may surprise you, but I am content with liking you from afar. Seeing you happy makes me happy too. But I write these letters only because I can't tell about my...ah.....feelings, to anyone else. I mean, I would make a fool out of myself. But I don't mind being a fool for you and to you, and that is why the letters. Phew! That escalated quickly didn't it. Talk/Write about Awkward!

Yours truthfully, faithfully, loyally........(you get the drift?)

Shaitan

P.S: If we are married and have kids (I'm saying if. Don't glare.), since I am Shaitan, Hence you could curse at our kids as Shaitan Ki Bachhi! LOL!

P.P.S: Don't start having day dreams already Kit Kat!

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Meera looked up from the letter, her mind in huge emotional turmoil. By what the letter said, he had a broken heart, which sorta tugged at her heart strings. But what made her spine stiffen was that, he knew her, knew her in very deep sense. Not the superficial know, but a very understanding know.

And she definitely agreed with him. She would have not even hesitated to say no to him immediately. This Shaitan knew her too well. She couldn't fathom the implications of this.....................

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Glossary:

Shaitan ki Bacchi- A very commonly used Hindi curse which roughly translated into the Devil's Spawn.

Pretty accurate don't you think? :);)

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Hi lovelies!

3rd chapter up! Am I fast or what?

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