Letter To The Editor

To,
The Editors

Subject:- From Dependant to Dependent

'Shut that tablet of yours and let us listen to the song out here!' I shouted.
'Miheer please.'- Mom
'But- ' 
'Please! Medhavi, do you have any headphones? '
'No. '
'Miheer?'
'Oh of course, I do. Here!'
Dad just smiled.
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' Miheer holds Grandma's hand. Its gonna get tough in here. Medhavi comes with me.'
Its my turn to grin now.

                                               *                         *                      *
'This the passport needs to be guarded at all times and costs. No patches, blotches or tears. Get it?'
"Yep" I say, holding up the waist pouch. We both smile.
                                               *                         *                       *
             These above incidences tell something to us. Whether they were real or not, it doesn’t matter. I can’t tell exactly what was different in these conversations than those some years ago. But what?

             So there’s this one journey that I have always dreamt about. It’s something like this. I am in the driver’s seat of our car and my dad is next to me. I take one last turn near our house and park it. He just smiles. It says a lot. But this dream is still some years away. What’s missing in me now?

             So I have the last paragraphs been stating irrelevant things. Here’s what it is all about.

In the age I am now, we are experiencing mental and psychological change. Courtesy economics, I can say that we are all becoming an asset, not a liability. This is my letter to the editor. The editors of their, our, lives. Parents, friends, relatives. My appeal is that you try to understand us. Try to help us in a special way we need you to. This help will be repaid. In ways, you may not understand. We need you to help.

                                                                                                                                Yours Sincerely,                                                                                                                                          A fellow teenager.

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