A Letter To Younger Self

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Dear young chubby kid,
“It’s not your fault.”
Yes, my dear friend, it’s not your fault.
I know you failed to appear for IIT-JEE and couldn’t convert your dream colleges, but don’t worry. It’s not your fault, cause you did a great job after that terrible road accident, which had wasted more than half of your preparation time and nearly left you brain-dead. Stop cursing yourself and crying endlessly. You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right.
I know you are too obese. You are trying your best to lose your weight but aren’t observing any results. Stop hating yourself. Don’t worry, it’s not your fault, coz you are suffering from Thyroid (which you’ll come to know after a long period of time). Don't worry about your specs too. They are not going to obstruct your vision, they'll enhance it. You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right.
I know you think that you have a huge crush on that girl and she is giving you a hard time. But stop chasing her. It’s not your fault, coz you’ll eventually come in her contact for a brief period of time and realise that she never deserved it. You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right.
I know you think that you can't be a writer. And you'll never be a one. Don't worry, it's not your fault, you are consumed by all this depression and negativity. Some day, you'll pick that pen again and write a few wonderful things (well, at least you'll feel good about them). You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right.
And stop seeking for attention by doing some random things. I know how you feel. You think nobody cares about you and nobody will notice you ever in your life. You unable to speak with anyone. Don't worry, it's now your fault, you are just a bit afraid right now. There will come a time when you'll be surrounded by very good friends, and they will do anything for you. There will also come a time when you will inspire a few (and you'll not know why). You just don't know it now, but things are going to be completely all right.
And I also know why are you so depressed. You think that you’ve let your parents down. You think that you’ve failed them at every point in time. But stop doing that. It’s not your fault, they are upset because of some different reasons and you can’t do much about them. They are proud of you, more than anybody else. There will come a time when they will showcase you in front of the world and you’ll bring the brightest smile on their faces.
You don’t know it now, but things are going to be completely all right.
:)

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