Dear Arabian Sea,
A Hello to your soft wet sand and also to your salted water who heals me inside out.
It has been so long since we met, so long since we felt each other’s warmth. I miss dipping my feet in the wet sand, your waves rushing to me with so much love, playing with my feet, gushing the sand between my toes. The water retreading back carrying away my pain & sadness. The cracks in me being filled by sand and healed by the salt of your warm water. When I would step back to go home, I would be whole again with love in my heart.
We could meet often then, and so I could heal myself from every sickness I would catch.
Sadly, It has been quite a long time now. And also quite long I’m bearing this sickness. I’m desperate to meet you. This time when I come to see you, I hope you recognise me.
Try to see beyond my filthy body and colluded mind. I have these stamps on my face, asserting me to be someone I still believe I’m not. Please figure out my face in them.
I hope you see past all the bags of insecurities that are weighing me down. I hope you look at my bare skin clothed in self hatred, low confidence, self pity and a huge scarf of sadness.
I hope you undress me from all the loathing covering me and wash me to purity. Please apply a balm of your sand and salt on my open wounds and wrap them in a bandage.
Dress me in a clothing of love, affection and self acceptance.
Teach me to live without my protective shield. This shield sometimes stops even love from entering my life, it blinds me not to see the truth. Teach me again to speak from a place of love and trust; not from a place of anger, instability and hatred.
Above all, listen to my heartfelt call to you right now. I miss you. Please calm this storm groping the entire world right now, so I shall come over to see you because I miss you like a thousand times.
One of your million children,
An ordinary human.