WRITING ACTIVITY10: WRITINGA LETTER

Dear Elya, How are you doing? I hope you are as healthy as a horse and finally lost that 30 kilograms that you are dreading to lose. I hope you are eating salad and applying that five steps skincare routine because honey, you are thirty two years old. Well, I hope the early 30s is looking good for you. I am your 22 years old, last minutely working on the last writing activity that Sir Ariff had assigned sometime 2 weeks ago. That’s another thing I hope that you worked on; your procrastination. We both know we are a hardworking and passionate person but sometime laziness and the procrastination got in the way. So, I hope that we both successfully worked on that.

No, but in all seriousness, I hope you are doing very well, career-wise, love-life wise, honestly, every aspects of life. Are you married to the person that I am currently in love today? Any kids running around the house? Did you get the job at Velvet Vanity? I hope you do. I mean, Calaqisya would be good too. I’ll be grateful enough that you land a job in either of those two companies. And I hope they are paying you well. I hope you are still writing short poems any time before you sleep or whenever you are commuting back home or to work. I sincerely hope that you still have the strong passion in writing, because I still do.

Gosh, 32 years old, huh? We both never really planned to strive this far, right? But look at you now. Wait, can you do eyebrows and eyeliner now? I am still struggling over here to be honest. But I am also struggling in other sense, read mental health wise. I hope you are mental health is in a great healthy shape. I hope your husband, if there’s any or cat is helping you to cope with it in a healthy manner. Now, now let’s not get emotional. I hope mama and bapak are doing well too. And I hope too that you are visiting them always. Have you travelled to New York yet? Hopefully, yes. And I bet it was the best trip of your life. Remember how in love we are with New York when we were 18? We would print every aesthetic pictures of New York and paste it onto the walls, in your journal to spark some motivation anytime anywhere. Well, yes, I am 22 and I still do that. I am still quite in love with New York. I hope you did both of us a favor and visited New York. Ugh and Covid19. I hope it is far gone or at least subside by then. I have yet see the end of this pandemic. In fact, we are entering the endemic phase next month. It’s like to government is giving up on fighting Covid-19. Oh yeah by the way, you caught Covid-19 last 2 weeks, 7th March 2022. It was bad at first. But the loneliness during quarantine made it worst. You were stuck in your room here in Shamelin alone for 7 days. I can assure you this is not a dramatic rant. On God, it was awful.

Anyways, I am reaching the end of this letter. Let’s hope I won’t be impatient and read this letter, that is meant to be read again in the next 10 years, next week or the next 2 years. Do keep on writing, Elya. Write as many poems or short stories as you can. Publish at least one book throughout the remaining of your life. Continue to love and treat other with kindness. Be the best mother to your kids and wife to your husband. Cringe, I know. But be good, okay? Be as kind and gentle as possible. The world needs it. I love you, Elya.

Sincerely, past Elya.

12:07 AM

24th March 2022