Hey! How you doing?
Oh, I am sorry, I’m not supposed to hit on the SANTA CLAUS, right? Sorry, my bad!
So, first of all, I know that you’re going to get this by the evening post, and i know you’re not very fond of it, and i’m awfully sorry about that, I missed the morning one just by few minutes, i had written this much before, but you know, the FRIENDS theme song was playing on the television and while i was clapping to the tune (by the way, precisely), I kinda missed the mail,
But it is okay right? the whole point of sending letters is to tell the person that you still believe in them and that you are thinking and missing them, this is what that is for me, I don’t really know what these ignorant mortals think its for, really!
Now Santa, don’t you frown, this is literally the first letter that i am writing to you, first letter in nineteen years of my existence, and i think you should, well, at least pretend to be excited about all that i have to say, now, don’t worry Santa, i know our wishes get even unreasonable when we grow up, I mean, unicorns can exist for one second, but world peace, ability to pay college tuition, all those impossible things being forced upon you, because you have got to adhere to you traditional norms, do your job, try and make everyone happier, fill in the quotas for world enthusiasm and global optimism rates, You’ve got to work so hard, don’t you Santa, and I don’t exactly think that this is an easy job, is it?
And does it not get lonely there at north pole, Santa? the elves would only come at the times of Easter and Christmas right? Do you know the language of polar bears then? Are you friends with them? And do you miss human company sometimes, Santa? Do you sometimes go to museums and ponder over Mona Lisa’s paintings or go to beaches to watch sunsets, Do you second-guess all you life choices like us mortals when you sit there, Santa? And do you sometimes find yourself contemplating over the colors of rainbow? Or I don’t know, do you sometimes have those nihilistic phases where you begin to question your entire being, do you sometimes try and justify your entire existence to yourself when the world revolving around you does not make sense anymore? Do you know how to bake cookies, Santa ( I know i don’t), and have you ever been to high school, Santa? And do you have somebody you could just talk to and stuff, Santa?
More importantly, How have you been, Santa? I know this is a mad world, nobody keeps tabs on others, nobody keeps tracks of people’s whereabouts, half of the people are losing their hopes, other half are feeling they are losing themselves, it is all in a chaos, but i do not know, Santa, i think it has always been like this, hasn’t it, The survivors slowly give in to the accepted ways of the world, and they go on, just like that, very few get to live at the end, very few, Santa, Oh, And how i wish i were one of them, Santa, but I am just a survivor myself, trying to make sense of this world, slowly, very slowly, giving myself in, breaking up, irrevocably,
Are you reading this Santa?
Don’t you feel scared too, sometimes? Wake up at 3 AM because it does not feel right, and i don’t know how’s the internet connection there Santa, and so i can just hope you have somebody like Coldplay to rely upon to fix you up,
I don’t want to ask you for anything, Santa, I never have, I am not exactly contended, Santa, but now i have more than eighty books to call my own, more than a hundred followers on instagram, and just enough people i can call my own, and just a little bit of hope Santa, which is enough to let me go over insurmountable risks and come victorious, I’m a survivor, Santa,
And even as i am not destined to make people happier like you do, Santa, I am going to try and make them feel un-abandoned, at least,
And don’t worry about all those Christmas duties, Santa,
I think that the world will soon realize that the binaries for naughty and nice, too, are overrated, So, take a break, Santa,
You’ve earned this,
Happy holidays, Santa,
May the force be with you,
And go easy on those Christmas cookies,
I’m believing in you so you don’t feel left out,
Believe in me, too,