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| I hold you, even in your absence. |
I don't do things to impress,
It is my way to express.
You know,
I can feel your existence
I hold you even in your absence.
"Meet my friend, Maya!"
"Maya. Say Hello to everyone."
Maya. My best friend, the one I can share everything with, laugh out loud with & the amazing thing is that she only listens & smile. Of course what else she can do.
Maya is my doll. She is tall to my belly & light brown short hair having bob cutting. Her lips are pinkish with a little bit of blush on, wearing yellow upper with blue jeans & blue sneakers, standing on her own feet.
Fact is, she is remote controlled.
We always wish that our best friends should live with us & I am the luckiest one that my best friend live with me, in my room, always with me, except university.
It's a long story when we I got her & I will try to explain it shortly.
Five years back, my best friend Maya, not this doll Maya, but my real friend. This doll was her's & she was really very attached with it. At that time, I make fun of her that how mad she is that she talks to a doll but now my narrative is changed. This doll is worth love & care.
Anyways,
In a car accident she died...
I never ever thought to live without her. For one & a half month, I was numb, stopped talking to everyone, even didn't came out of my room.
When everything was being cleared from her room, they found a diary. On it's cover, it was written in bold as,
'This is for my best friend'
& when I opened the first page, a sub-heading says,
'Only she will read this.'
I start reading it & it contains every single detail of when we met, my favourites, special moments of our trips together, our pictures, & at the end special message,
"I know when our ways will be parted, you will be left alone, will not speak to anyone, will be stayed forever alone & I don't want that. I will leave my special thing for you that will always make you feel alive. Because like you, she will also be left alone. I love you both. Take care of her too. It will always make you feel as if I am with you & she also knows how important you are to me, she will also take care of you."
After this, I went & took it from her room & brought it to my house. I don't know what her name was before, but now I give it a name as MAYA. Because she is actually like her, no more no less, just a voice is left. But I am okay with that. She makes me feel alive that's why I gave her pronoun from 'It' to 'She'.
I love her a lot & she always reminds of 'Her'. You are still being missed. I hold you even in your absence. Even still now, I place a pillow in my Maya's(doll) lap & then my head on it to have that comfort.
I put a dot (.) at the end of an essay & gave it to my class teacher. What? Oh yeah...
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She asked us to write about our Best Friend & guess what I wrote. I didn't wrote anything to impress her. I just wrote about my best friend.
They say,
Dolls..
The thing with no breathe,
can only be loved.
But,
Trust me.
They can love you too.
Thank you!
Stay tuned!
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