Dear Aayat,

It’s been quite some time since I last wrote you. Last time we talked about being stuck in a limbo of dreams, paths, and choices. Let us continue further on the same.

It is important to understand that you don’t owe anyone your life. In your worldly being, you will end up owing a lot of bits and bobs to a lot of people. Here I mainly wish to talk about your life, in the sense of your sovereign self.

For most of his life, your father struggled with a paralysis of the mind for the longest time, Aayat. He never liked options, he hyperfocused on the subject or the people in front of him. Gave it his all. But as he grew up, he started to notice it always isn’t practical. He thrived on the impracticality and the chaos.

You will, too, little one, face challenges such as these in life. I advice you to act wisely, to listen to your heart and ask it sincerely the following question- When I am 80 years old sitting on a bench in the sand near a beach, will I regret this decision?

Everything I teach you in life will boil down to this. Minimize regret in your life. By the grace of our ancestors and the teachings of your mother, you will be in tune with your emotions, unlike your father. But sometimes, your emotions themselves will fogg your worldview in a way that you become shortsighted. I hope you turn back to the question I presented to you when you find yourself in a limbo. You will be pleased to know that years ago, your father did the same.

Most importantly, my dear one, hold on to family. For you will be fortunate that your family will love you. Hold on to your friends.

Fight for your love, even with me. For I will respect you that you do.

Never let the world or the possesions or your passions or your dreams or the ideas of novelty trump your sovereignty. Love, fiercely.

Turn to me whenever you want to be heard, or answered. I will protect you. I will give my life for you. For you to live, for you to be sovereign.

For you.

Yours,

Dad.