A LETTER TO MAEVE WILEY

Dear Maeve,

This may seem weird but you did not appeal to me initially. You were unrefined in many ways and had rough edges. You smoked cigarettes and were savage as hell and brutal to anyone who stood in your way. It was not until you saw a spark in Otis and persuaded him to open a sex clinic that I got to see the real you. No wonder, you charmed me with your entrepreneurial skills and great partnership with Otis. Not many were aware of the inner turmoil you had to face every day or the times when you had to forage to get basic amenities in life. I think the real learning was not much from the books but when you started to acknowledge and accept help from others. Having been through traumatic experiences in childhood, I appreciate how you are committed to not having any other women suffer the same, no matter what. You placed true relationships above everything in life as you knew what it meant to be alone and not have a proper family. In a world where most of us are in a materialistic race, Maeve you crave for nothing but just the bare minimum and have life take its course. 

                                                                                                                                   

“In ten years’ time I want to live in a house with big windows, I want the house to be large enough to have a kitchen table with four chairs but not too roomy to ever feel the depth of my aloneness. Because I’ll probably be alone. But I think aloneness won’t feel all-consuming with the windows that protect me from the world but still let me watch it.”  

 It's in the rugged terrains that we often find the purest of gems. You have come a long way from living in a caravan to joining a foreign university. In the end, I am not going to bore you with aphorisms or any of that shit. I just need to say that you are the real queen of hearts.

Love always,

Harini