Sanhit Maity

Liesel, Very sad to see you crying due to your brother's death in the chilling cold train. But be patient. "Time is the greatest healer". Don't just give up in sorrow for your family members. A new world is waiting for you. Reaching 33 Himmel Street, you got a whole sort of strange world. You were just getting adapted to the slangs of Rosa, Rolling of cigarettes of Hans, and the kiss of rudy. Meeting Max changed your whole lifestyle. Talking to him and writing diaries and telling him about the outside world in the basement owed the daytime. Your prayers healed him completely when Max was deadly ill while making a snowman to make you happy in the basement. What a day it was!! What a deadly illness it was!! Your passion for stealing books from 8 Grande Street earned you the title of "Book Thief" from your best friend Rudy. Would it be correct to state him as your best friend, or would I call him Boy friend? Anyhow, meeting Max at the Jews parade after he left was a painful experience. If Rudy won't be there, you would fall on the Nazi Soldiers, but in my heart believes: "You would win the battle against the soldiers for your love for Max". We have to leave many things in life. Death is one of them. "The greatest sorrow is not death, but the death of our loved ones". We could feel a look-alike experience for you. The Himmel Street had become the world for you. Sadly, before kissing Rudy, as you wanted several times before but could not due to shyness, he was off to the hands of Death. The bombing that night at Himmel Street turned your life around. You survived at the basement that night completing your autobiography. Papa was found with his accordion, and Mama in a mouth that was wanting to give some slangs. Death changes everything. But we have to escape from him, and live with whatever we yet have. You took off from us with a mesmerizing experience of reading your own autograph presented by death to you years later. Love, Sanhit

Mr. Rusty, Always a great fan of you Rusty. Your calming stories keep me awake from my studies. So I avoid reading your stories before exams, as if I do that, I will surely fail. And this story is my personal favorite one. "The Room on the Roof". Kishen had told the right thing, that you are the best writer in the world. Love, Sanhit.