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That’ll Be Our Song

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“People stumble upon things they want to stumble upon. I find Siddhartha now and then. In the past, I often stumbled upon his pictures and videos because I wanted to. I’ve always been afraid of giving up on the hope that one day Siddhartha will find me. Because then he might never. The only thing that makes my life worth living is the likelihood of having my dreams come true.”

“I wonder, if I’ll document our story, Siddhartha and mine…more mine than his, will it be a musical? If it will be a musical, and if it will have our story…what will be our song? Will it be a good song? Everybody has a story, the stranger we meet on a ferry or the little girl we see across the road, we all share a story together, might just be a story of eye contact, or the story of silence…the story of nothingness, but there are stories, everywhere, between everyone…but not all of us share a song together…I want to share a song with Siddhartha, and I want him to share a song with me. I’ll call them our song.”

“I want a romance novel, not an ugly soap opera. Once we break up, we lose things we fell in love for. When we get back together, it’s not the same. The essence is gone. It’s a new person and a new story. And if I get a new story, I want new characters too. Not the same person, again and again, breaking, losing parts, trying to fix the irreparable.”

“Unfurl my body, wind, lift me up into the branches of a majestic beauty that guides a people through life. I would sway with you, branches, taking that journey across the ages. Tossing my own mane of leaves through the quiet, awaiting air. Silently, I choose to engage with your wisdom.”

“When I write to you, I expect you to read that—my letters, and my songs, and the poems. But I know you’re not reading, so I hold nothing back. Between sleepless, lonely, and scary nights and sometimes even between the happiest nights. I open your mailbox and write some dumb love letters to the guy I found on the internet and fell in love with. — Arya Kashyap”