Dear Sweet Vanshika,

 

You are life’s best creation undeniably but seems to mock my limitation by claiming to live as me. In this complex world your simplicity is the most complex form for me and my complexity (claimed), subject to careful analysis, is fun for you. Your friend did not talk to you because you did not share your lunch with him. You were extremely ‘mean’ but you wanted your friend to act in a much more empathetic and compassionate manner. You changed your seat the next day rather than even bothering about correcting yourself. After gaining knowledge and experience about life, a very interesting observation leads me to believe that you are correct. One should behave as per what the situation demands from you. Life sometimes demands an individual to be mean and selfish. The ability to rationally analyse stops one from being so. Your docile nature makes you look for alternatives rather than settling scores and ticking off checkboxes. 

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Sharing of food may not be an important consideration but finding out the answer to why and what else maybe. Such a strong sense of personal agency is rare and I wonder if it requires the same childish understanding of the world. One may also think about a compromise that you did not do. If it may have struck, it could've saved a relationship but it would’ve reduced you as an individual. Although, two days of isolation from your friend was quite a test and expecting a ‘mean tag’ was also a challenge. However, you came out victorious. You showed your ability to make a decision and also to stick to it. I admire your audacity. Something that I cannot do now. I am extremely confused whether I should advise you to be more cooperative or change myself. I do not know if you can see with your farsightedness that your friend is still a child and that was the reason behind this approach. Perhaps, he would also do the same thing if the ball is in his court. You are a food lover and that was your favourite dish. You wanted to eat it. You did not want to miss any part of it. The moment you opened your lunchbox, your mouth started watering. The food was appetising. It gave a look as if it was inviting yourself to it. And you were driven in. Your friend’s lunch was nothing as compared to yours. Or was it based on some past instance when this friend did not share his food and you felt bad? Was it an attempt at proving that your lunch is always better than his? Symbolically indicating that you have a better life which brutally disapproves his extravagant claim of having a better life than yours. All those trips abroad, so much bragging. You never believed it. Afterall, there was no proof. How can you serve so many purposes using this simple incident as a master stroke? 

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If I ever get an opportunity, I would like to go inside your tiny head and see what made you the way you were. What makes you the way you are? Please reply to help me come out of this state of perplexity. 

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Lovingly, 

Vanshika