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Drama Inspirational Adventure

Dear diary

I loved the Himalayas since I was a kid. It always fascinated me, there was a different vibe I used to get from these mountains. They were tall, gigantic, and handsome like me. I know you must be thinking that I am crazy for comparing myself with the Himalayas, but these mountains do relate to me. People always get bored of the chilly winds and frosting snow, but I never displeased it. The chilly winds gave me comfort and a sense of true worth, which I found impossible to find amidst this chaotic world.

Life once again has brought me to rethink my future. The future was shattered by someone who was going to spend the future with me. I never thought Anjali would cheat on me. But she did, which I could not handle. I felt a coldness from her which I never felt from you.

So, dear Himalayas I coming in your lap for the peace you give to my soul.

                                                                                       Yours faithfully

                                                                                             Divyansh




I know you may be laughing at me right now. A question too might have popped in your head, who does write a letter to the Himalayas?

I do write for them, but never post them because it's not about sending, it's all about feeling the emotions that I sustain within me. From a very young age, I had trust issues with people, it's not that I fancied it within me. From time to time people ensured that I was right to not trust them. But I had emotions to share, so I found a true friend, the Himalayas. I would write my life, my aspiration, my dreams, and problems to it. It was not for them but indirectly it was for me.

I called my friend and told him to keep the cabin booked for me. It is the right opportunity to spend a few days in the lap of the beautiful mountains.

I walked out of my room with a backpack on my shoulders. It had a few sweaters, mufflers, and socks. My mother watched me with teary eyes but did not dare to stop me. I walked out of the main door, which was decorated for the arrival of the bride, but alas everything puffed away in these past few hours.

‘Anjali weds Divayansh’ was written on the rear windshield of the car. It was too much for me to take now, I flung my backpack on the ground and frantically started to search for an object to break it. I found a steel rod and smashed on it, everyone came out of the house running. But I did not stop, I continuously smashed until it had shattered into million pieces. My mother was sobbing aloud telling me to stop but now nothing was stopping me.

I landed in Himachal Pradesh, the air hostess welcomed me, but I gawked at her. I was not happy, it's not that I was feeling this sadness, because my marriage broke but a strange sadness always had gulped my heart. I wanted to free them or myself.

I reached the lodge where my friend was waiting for me, I know he will shower me with emotions and kindness. He was standing at the gate of the hotel with a box of warm thumpkas for me. He rushed towards me, and choked me with his warm hug, and started consoling me, which I had predicted in my mind.

We reached my room where I flung my shoes on the bed and threw the blanket on the floor. I was feeling frustrated minute by minute and I wanted solace in the mountains.

“ Divyansh think about it again. It's cold outside, it drops to -10 degrees at night, there will be no electricity, internet or phone service. How will you manage yourself?” Raj said.

“Don’t worry about me, I will be fine.” my mind was bustling with a thousand emotions right now, which would finally stop in the Himalayas.

He left, I munched down on the thumpkas and got ready for the final journey.

The cabin was nice, it had a beautiful oak wood floor with rosewood furniture and a nice fireplace.

It was just the way I had imagined. In this Himalayan region, due to strong chilly winds and heavy snow falling the technology could not survive. It was built for a summer escape, but surviving the winter here was not an easy task.

On the table were an inkpot and a bunch of handmade paper. It was the only thing I required. I thought of meditating, in our ancient scriptures Himalayas were the best place for self-realization. I sat down in the meditation asana, closed my eyes, and focused on my breath.

After a few hours, my concentration broke due to the sobbing sound of my own. While meditating, I hit to all the closed memories that I never expressed to myself.

I wiped my frozen tears and lit the fireplace.

It was dark outside, but the darkness inside me was over thriving.

I took out the pen from the case and filled it with ink. I layered myself with half a dozen sweaters and sat down at the table in front of the blank paper.

What does a writer with a broken heart do? I addressed poems and letters to Anjali, who did not care about me anymore.

I wrote her a bunch of letters, spilling my emotions about her action. But what was the use, will she even read it if I send it to her.

I threw them in the fireplace and felt a sense of relief while watching them burn.

I could not control my emotions any longer and remove the cyanide capsule from my coat pocket.

It needed to end soon.

I found myself waking to the noises outside the cabin at my door.


2 years later {at a ted X event}.

“Since I am in front of you, so the answer is I did not eat capsule,” I said with glee in my eyes.

The audience erupted with laughter.

“Yes, I ended something in the Himalayas. I ended the insecure Divyansh there, I ended the introvert and doubtful Divyansh. I ended the guilt of Divayansh.”

I paused, gulped down my tears, and continued.

“My life could have been worse if I did not dare to accept my sadness. In the 15 days when I was living in the cabin, I wrote my first book dedicated to my first lover, the Himalayas. I never thought that my book would be loved by thousands of readers, I never thought that it will be published in print due to readers' demand, I never thought that I would talk in front of 300 hundred people about my life. I did it all because I buried my insecurities in the Himalayas itself. Hence I urge you to bury your insecurities and yourself out from the shell that we are hiding in.”

All I could listen to was the eruption of clapping from the audience.









January 22, 2021 16:11

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04:19 Feb 01, 2021

Okay greaat job Radhika, your writing has truly improved, in such a small amount of time too, this was very touching story, it was beautifully written. Before I used to have trouble reading your earlier stories because you have so much emotions in one place. But this one you directed it perfectly, the fast-forward to the future ws perfect. Everything ws rellllyyyy good. Great job Radhika I am sooo surprised at your improvement but very happy for you. Keep writing

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Radhika Diksha
04:30 Feb 01, 2021

Thank you so much UGOCHI. Even I am surprised by my own writing improvement. The positive feedback left me emotional too. Before I used to have trouble reading your earlier stories because you have so many emotions in one place. So, you mentioned this sentence in your comment. Like is good to have emotions or not in a story? Like can you elaborate on the sentence that you wrote. I just want feedback from it, nothing else. You are a very good friend of mine so I trust you a lot. I would love to see your perspective. I value you a lot.

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04:40 Feb 01, 2021

Of course, yeahhh I see you have been alot of hate lately so I thought I should check in. aww thank youu, I value you too. But what I meant is, sometimes when a writer is writing with alot of emotions you start to jump everywhere, I know cause I am a very emotional person but..when an author writes with a lot of emotions, they start to jump everywhere...like there is no main direct point. You start strings and never finish them basically. But in this one..you focused on his anger, sadness, and hurt. and you made it into sorta relatable tale...

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Radhika Diksha
05:03 Feb 01, 2021

I will keep your point in my mind for my future stories. Can you point out my few stories where my emotions were not connected? If I observe them again I will make amendments to them. Coming to receiving hate. Out of a sudden all of the hate is directing towards me but I will take it with courage.

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Radhika Diksha
05:03 Feb 01, 2021

I will keep your point in my mind for my future stories. Can you point out my few stories where my emotions were not connected? If I observe them again I will make amendments to them. Coming to receiving hate. Out of a sudden, all of the hate is directing towards me but I will take it with courage.

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05:06 Feb 01, 2021

Mm, I will try to look and see into them tomorrow. Well your very outspoken which is good thing but some people don't like that, plus the Oasis group is also what drew most attention to you. But hey keep doing you, I admire your courage

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Radhika Diksha
05:12 Feb 01, 2021

Can I know what hate you are talking about? Like I am getting so much hate I don't know which reference you are making lol. By the way, I am not outspoken I am just trying to point out the wrong from my real profile that's all.

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Julian Race
08:45 Jan 31, 2021

Stop posting your messages on my stories, you are deliberately defacing my feedback section so that other readers / writers can see.

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Danny
01:06 Jan 25, 2021

The way you wrote it, it's beautiful. I can't really tell which particular part drew me in, but it was great! And I know this story is supposed to be solemn, and intimate, or anything along those lines, but the way you write, I love it! I mean seriously! THis part; They were tall, gigantic, and handsome like me. You made all the narrator's thoughts blend in well together. Great job!

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Radhika Diksha
09:15 Jan 25, 2021

Thanks for the feedback.

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Danny
01:49 Jan 28, 2021

No problem, what was your favorite part from eleanor and park? Im at the part where tina threw eleanor's clothes in the trash (am i reading the right thing?)

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Yolanda Wu
03:46 Jan 23, 2021

Wow, your writing skills have really improved, Radhika! I loved this wonderful, character-driven story. I felt like I really knew Divayansh by the end of it. The way you delved into his thoughts, emotions, what he was going through with Anjali cheating on him. I especially loved, of course, how you wrote his connection with the Himalayas, it felt so personal and thoughtful. Your descriptions have really improved as well, I could almost feel the coldness of the mountains. The ending with the two years later really showed his growth in charact...

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Radhika Diksha
05:45 Jan 23, 2021

Your feedback matters the most. Thanks for always responding to me and giving me constructive criticism.

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Yolanda Wu
06:08 Jan 23, 2021

Of course, Radhika! Anytime. :)

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05:22 Feb 02, 2021

I got a new story out!!

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Rayhan Hidayat
15:53 Jan 30, 2021

The format of this story is interesting. So, in a single diary entry, the protagonist recalls the events in the cabin AND the ted talk 2 years later? Diary entries are great because they show passage of time. You can play around with that, have bigger gaps in between entries to indicate emotional withdrawal, etc. If I had written this, the ted talk would have been its own entry, maybe with the dates at the top to show that 2 years have passed instead of explicitly telling the reader. I know you can’t edit anymore, but I’d hate not to leave ...

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Radhika Diksha
17:00 Jan 30, 2021

Thank you so much for the feedback. Your feedback is very much valuable to me and I will definitely keep your point in my mind while writing the stories next time. By the way ho are you? I haven't talked with you for a long time.

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Rayhan Hidayat
03:51 Jan 31, 2021

No worries! I’m alright, I think. Just a lil frustrated from school. How about you?

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Radhika Diksha
06:42 Jan 31, 2021

I fine too. Its ok it happens with everybody. School sucks but we have to rock it.

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Radhika Diksha
06:42 Jan 31, 2021

I fine too. Its ok it happens with everybody. School sucks but we have to rock it.

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Nainika Gupta
15:16 Jan 29, 2021

Ok Radhika - I think you have improved a bunch, and I loved the idea of the diary and the connection with the mountains. It was really interesting! The descriptions were well developed and I think you did an amazing job with them! can't wait for more!!

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Radhika Diksha
15:21 Jan 29, 2021

Thank you so much Nainika. I think your story may get selected this week. Let's see.

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Nainika Gupta
15:20 Feb 02, 2021

Thank you so so much, Radhika! That means a lot to me!! By the way, I have a new story out, would love your feedback!

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15:09 Jan 28, 2021

NEW STORYYYYYY

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Sheila Payne
02:38 Jan 28, 2021

wow! this is so cool..i chose this same topic.it was a fun story to write,,

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✨Abby ✨
20:01 Jan 26, 2021

this was amazing!!!! Great job Radhika!

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12:56 Jan 25, 2021

I'm sorry I forgot to put feedback on this earlier! The format of the letter is pretty original; I haven't seen that one in a long time, and you really brought it back to its former glory here! I like the line “Yes, I ended something in the Himalayas. I ended the insecure Divyansh there, I ended the introvert and doubtful Divyansh. I ended the guilt of Divayansh.” I think it sums up a lot of the story, and it really works in the context!

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Radhika Diksha
16:35 Jan 25, 2021

Thank you very much.

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Avani G
19:24 Jan 24, 2021

“Don’t worry about me, I will be fine.” *my* mind was bustling with a thousand emotions right now, which would finally stop in the Himalayas. *My* “ Divyansh think about it again. It's cold outside, it drops to -10 degrees at night, there will be no electricity, internet or phone service. How will you manage yourself?” Raj said. ~ Extra space between the quotation mark and "Divyansh." But what was the use, will she even read it if I send it to her. --> But what was the use? Will she even read them if I send it to her? Since the beginning ...

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Radhika Diksha
09:15 Jan 25, 2021

Thanks for the feedback. He was talking to the crowd at ted X. I updated that part. Thanks for proofreading my story.

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Avani G
13:21 Jan 25, 2021

No problem, Radhika. Glad I could help :)

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Hi Radhika!!! Wow, such a beautiful piece you wrote! Love the descriptions of Himalayas!!! great work on this.

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Radhika Diksha
09:14 Jan 25, 2021

thanks for the feedback.

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I loved the way this entire story is told in italics...awesome job Radhika. I loved it. =)

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18:20 Jan 23, 2021

THIS WAS AWESOME!! I would recommend that you give more interaction and delve deeper into those scenes that you skip over, because that will supercharge the drama. Great job!

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Radhika Diksha
09:16 Jan 25, 2021

I will keep the point you mentioned. Thanks for the feedback.

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12:44 Jan 25, 2021

No prob!!

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Aaron Caicedo
09:10 Jan 23, 2021

This was great! I really felt for Divayansh, I could completely understand why he felt so hurt and betrayed. The only confusing part is why he’s talking to an audience at the end, there was no explanation as to why he’s suddenly talking to a crowd. But other than that, great job!

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Radhika Diksha
09:14 Jan 25, 2021

I updated my story. He was talking in ted X hence comes the crowd.

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Radhika Diksha
09:16 Jan 25, 2021

Thanks for the feedback.

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Aaron Caicedo
18:13 Jan 25, 2021

You’re welcome!

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Kate Reynolds
20:45 Jan 28, 2021

Shoutout person: Hafsa Aboutbakr Profile link: https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/hafsa-aboubakr/ Story link: https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/contests/77/submissions/50779/

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Radhika Diksha
02:36 Jan 29, 2021

Thanks, kate for the recommendation.

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Kate Reynolds
13:56 Jan 29, 2021

Np

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Maya W.
01:54 Jan 26, 2021

Hello Radhika - as Yolanda said, I'd like to reiterate that your writing skills really have greatly improved. Emotion dripped off of the pages here, and it was beautifully told. Sorry I haven't been able to get to this sooner, too - I've been quite busy. I've actually written letters to old friends before, too, so I know what this is like. Last time I did, I actually sent the letter, and he blocked me, so, welp. Anyways, my feedback for you is to show, not tell. I know you've probably heard this a lot, but it's definitely something that coul...

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Maya
21:03 Jan 23, 2021

I really loved this, Radhika. The way you described the mountains from the narrator's perspective was really beautiful. The loneliness and heartbreak after his failed relationship was integrated into the story well. Also, you showed the way the mountains made him change as a person perfectly. Spectacular job! :)

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Kate Reynolds
19:29 Jan 23, 2021

Heyyyy I left you a comment on All Poetry

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