Story of a lost journalist

February 16, 2008

Here comes the Winner!

Filed under: Fiction,Personal — Cris @ 22:10

Publishing the entry I made for the love letter competition at my work-place and which actually came out to be one of the winning entries 😀

Here goes:

Hullo little kid across the street,

I am another little kid on the other side of the street. I am a boy of 7 years and I expect you are a girl of 7. You certainly talk like one. In my class, 7 year old girls talk a lot so I know one when I see one. But I will tell you one thing honestly. You are not at all like any of the girls in my class. When they talk I can make out only blah-blahs. But when you talk, I can make out every word and that’s a big gift in a girl.

When I saw you at the store under the big lamp I knew you were the girl for me. You were looking untidy, you had your hair uncombed and you were holding a rubber ball exactly the kind we could use for a good home-cricket. There, I knew then and there we would make a great couple. I hope I could always find you dressed so perfect. I don’t want to be bossy already but I hope you will let me bat. Of course for the sake of love and all that, I’d let you bat once in a while too.

You could guess by now I am a very kind boy (I was actually looking for another word that started with g and has r and s in it but I couldn’t spell it). I have got some sports cards that I could give you. I don’t normally give anyone unless they offer me something in return. But you are different. I guess that’s what they call love. But I have always felt thats a funny word. So even if we become girlfriend and boyfriend I say we don’t use words like that, what about you? Now if it was a word like Geronimo it’d be cool. Maybe we will say I Geronimo you and you Geronimo me.

And when you come to play we could also use the TV to watch Swat Kats and have a drink or 2 (if you could bring pancakes it will be double great). It would be hard to drive my big brother away but if we both stand together I don’t think he will stand a chance. He is 100 pounds and I am 70. I have not mastered my Math yet so I couldn’t give you the exact figure but I guess a 50 from you should do it.

So little kid, you don’t have to wait for lucky charms to work anymore. Grab your gloves and that rubber ball and fly over to my place, 3rd house on this side of the street.

Lots of Geronimo,

The boy who wrote all this above

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11 Comments »

  1. That was a very good one!

    Comment by Jose — February 17, 2008 @ 00:08 | Reply

  2. Suku,
    This is not to comment on ur work…….this is just to announce that I am back.

    Comment by me! — February 18, 2008 @ 23:21 | Reply

  3. AYy this was cool 😉

    Comment by Ram — February 22, 2008 @ 11:06 | Reply

  4. cute!!

    Comment by oopi — February 23, 2008 @ 17:40 | Reply

  5. crissie… no wonder u won!!!
    such a cute love letter!!

    Comment by Anita — February 24, 2008 @ 08:15 | Reply

  6. Seetha,

    Geronimo was good one, but with out the Geronimo world doesn’t exists. do remember to give geronimo generously….:)
    it was a cute letter, keep up the good writing…
    loads of geronimo

    Comment by Tom — February 24, 2008 @ 18:16 | Reply

  7. Why did you write from a boy’s perspective?

    Cool letter.I wish i had made one.

    Comment by Oneorodynic — February 26, 2008 @ 17:33 | Reply

  8. is there any element of autobiography in this? it was fun reading. keep writing.

    Comment by sreehari — April 14, 2008 @ 19:18 | Reply

  9. I could never have dreamed(is that the past tense?) that up. Boy… that is creativity.

    Comment by Minking Than — May 18, 2008 @ 00:37 | Reply

  10. @Jose, thank you!

    @me, welcome back!

    @Ram, thank you!

    @oopi, hehe

    @Anita, thanks dear!

    @Tom, thanks! Do I know you?

    @Oneirodynic, thats how it came to me back then hehe, dont know why. I just started the first line like that and then went on.

    @sreehari, lol, no its from a boy’s perspective. And at 7, I didnt know so many words anyway!

    @Minking Than, think it might be dreamt but you know better 🙂

    Comment by Cris — July 9, 2008 @ 04:09 | Reply

  11. A beautiful Love letter .. Love is always beautiful.. Whether it be at 7 or 70..

    Comment by Javed Miandad — January 7, 2012 @ 18:10 | Reply


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