The Dusk and the Dawn


A window slightly open, a long glass of juice, despite the crappy cold, my hands smelling of lemon after the dishwash and here I am listening to an unknown song but loving it at the same time. It’s been long since I felt a sudden rush inside me, today is the day, maybe because I am alone and maybe because of something that paid me a visit unexpectedly. By visit I mean ‘in my mind’.

Something.

This something makes me write this way, obscured and blurred but also coming out exactly the way I want it to. At times I am okay with the whole idea of not speaking words that touch me deep down inside (deep deep down). There are some wishes I crave for, no bounds!

Today, there were some things said and I still behaved they were unheard, because it takes me back to square one. “I don’t wanna run away, I don’t wanna be alone”. I don’t know if all of this is making me sense but that is how I feel today.

When at times I look at the sun, I feel happy for the brightness but here I miss sunshine, I really do! From dusk till dawn, it’s all the same-glum! Trying to settle here and make a space comfortable for myself. I wish I stay happy here.

Happy sunshine to all those back in India.

P.S. - It’s really hard when someone comes and says ‘I miss you’.