There is a letter tucked under my pillow, a letter that I would like to read everyday for the rest of my life. It says- " If happiness is an illusion, so be it. We'll put a spell of happiness on everything we touch, feel and live. Much like the weary traveler who feels and becomes one with the desert sand, dancing with the wind and shifting from dune to dune, drinking water from the occasional oasis, marching on towards paradise. " It is a letter by my 16 year old brother, written on my birthday. Yes, I am a proud sister! ( P.S. : Towards the end, the letter says- "Ignore everything that might alter your way of life and cause your life to deviate from your concept of it." It is funny how comforting a 16 year old's faith in you can be!)
Mentioned below are the convicts who hijack my memory anywhere, anytime.