The Letter

Every day for her started with the sarcastic voice of her parents echoing in her mind.

It wasn’t like she didn’t try hard. Nineteen she had tried, without luck.

From each, she had got the same letter, “You’re not qualified. Sorry.”

Next morning, an envelope slid under her door. It was marked “Letter of Appointment” from a known firm in the city.

It still lay there when the police arrived to find her hanging from the ceiling.

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

26 thoughts on “The Letter”

  1. Now here is a punch below the belt. This is a gritty taste of real life in its most horrific form. Excellent post Leo but oh so poignant.

  2. Depression is quite commonplace nowadays. It maybe a love affair gone wrong, dowry, study pressure, work pressure, family pressure but I still disagree that suicide is the option or way out however difficult life may have treated him/her.There is always a sunny spot after a storm. Only strong faith and belief will carry one across.Thought provoking post!! Good one!! 🙂

  3. ouch…yes its sometimes very difficult to take disappointments in life…but one must keep fighting…we never know at what moment an opportunity awaits…

  4. @Rumz,not all have that hope n positive spirit. the endurance of patience is less when the luck seems to wither away..!

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