Blogpost by Dhanu

I started to have a strange feeling towards this strange man of mystery. Sometimes it makes me to feel too closer towards him and sometimes with distance. This Gatsbying experience is totally new for me. And here I am writing the first ever letter of my life to you.

What you are up to? Hiding loads of secrets and mysteries in you? Can I call you a ‘Man of Mystery‘? Or ‘Man with Radiant and Understanding Smile’

Oh my poor, Gatsby. The first time, I heard about you was through the words of the people around me. Your presence was so much occupied with everyone. The conversation with anyone won’t miss the mentioning about you. They all had seen you but I hadn’t gotten the bliss to meet you. Even though you were still near to me, I felt far away from your presence.

Each of their description about you give jitters and that increases my curiosity to know more about you as a person. But you were no seen. Even Ms. Jordan had the privilege to meet you which made me to feel so bad. Then one late night, you appeared. I can barely see you other than your silhouette in the midst of darkness.

Gatsby, the name was everywhere. Even the wind carries away your name. Without knowing anything about you, I started to fall for You. And there my buddy, Pragya came as my savior who always encouraged me with the hope for finding you. There, our journey began together to get you!

The more mystery about you, the more I move forward You! I searched you everywhere in the streets of West Egg. Then we came to know about your Sunday gatherings. Though I don’t like social gatherings at all, I decided to pay my visit. I came with my fingers crossed to meet you. We roam every corner of your mansion (or castle, I say) and finally we entered into your home library.

God Damn! I had almost passed out. It’s so huge. There, my Pragsss (I call my buddy so) says that we had landed up with the choice of right person. So, we started to run and searched you all over your mansion. The guests might have shouted at us for pushing them away from our way (sorry to them).

After totally exhausted, our knees started to give up further. At last, we slumped ourselves in a vacant table and we rolled our eyes with heart felt dejection after so much expectation. At that time, my eyes fell on the man who sat nearby our table.

A man with well-built towering figure was conversing with the man near to him. My heart says something that I wanted to believe it. I grabbed Pragya’s hand and she was confused by my frozen state with the blank stare. She followed my gaze and got the fact that I wished to say it aloud to her. Now I can say, “Pragya, we had found Mr. Jay Gatsby”.

Yes, I heard you when you introduced yourself to the man beside you. You were so near to us, as always. But we searched you everywhere. We tried to reach you, but before that you got disappeared. After that, we see you everywhere accompanied by the man from that party (Nick). We started to enjoy your presence from then in our real life.

Our days and nights became our Gatsbying Gatsby time. And it became our routine too. Sometimes people got confused what we were talking about! I was in fear to make a conversation with you and poured out everything that I wanted to share with you. Because, I saw some strange kind of restlessness in your eyes. All the time!!! I never missed to notice the mysterious secret that you carried away behind your smile.

I was so sure that something is bothering you, if I wasn’t wrong. I wish that I were there with you by your side. I hated others for this for bothering you. I hate Mrs. Daisy Fay and her treacherous husband, Tom Buchanan, because of whom your days turned upside down. I just felt like smacking them hard for hurting your peace.

Mr. Gatsby! You are the one who this world never deserves. You were so pure, true hearted, lovable and trustworthy which made me fall deeply for you. It has been more than twenty days but still I can’t come out of you. Everytime your name gives butterflies and it will never fade away.

For this wonderful meeting, I am very grateful for my buddy, Pragya with loads of love, because of who this journey became possible to meet a wonderful person of my life. There are loads that I needed to pen down to express about you. But I don’t want to shout out the mysteries of you which you perfectly carried with you (obviously, we found that too! What do you expect from us).

With huge bag of love,
Dhanu

PS: You will be always there in my heart. As we will be Gatsbying everytime!!!